You got it, you got it bad When you're on the phone Hang up and you call right back If you miss a day without your friend Your whole life's off track You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house You don't wanna have fun It's all you think about

It's hard enough being alone Sitting here by the phone Waiting for my memories To come and play It's hard enough sitting there Rockin' in your rockin' chair It's all too much for me to take When you're not there I'm older than I wish to be

Still hot and smokin' gun I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with

Why'd you only call me when you're high? Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high? Now it's three in the morning And I'm trying to change your mind Left you multiple missed calls And to my message you reply The mirror's image It tells me it's home

How will I know How will I know if you really love me? I say a prayer with every heartbeat I fall in love whenever we meet I'm asking you what you know about these things How will I know if you're thinking of me? I try to phone but I'm too shy (can't

You're mean to me Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' I don't know why I stay home each night When you say you phone You don't and I'm left alone. Sing the blues and sighin'

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me

Someone won't go to sleep tonight Someone is gonna hurt inside I hear you won't even say my name I know things could never be the same But whenever I call your number You're not at home, don't hear the phone Whenever I start to wonder Are you alone, are

When you're falling down Uh, oh oh, oh The world's not spinning 'round No, it's not all about You know I'll be around When you're falling down, falling down It won't be long my darling Pick up the phone, nobody's on it

Ta-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da-ta-da-da-da Let it be me, let it be me And I'll show you love the way it supposed to be When you're faded and alone And need somebody on the phone When she leaves you in the rain You need a high to kill the pain And I