Telephone Daydream

Telephone Daydream - the White Flag Band/Madeline

Call my number I answer the phone me

It's a daydream baby

I feel so alone right now

You don't care anyhow

I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed

But I understand

Peping that he said to me

It don't go down easy

But I've been trying to tell you

Sh*t hasn't gotten any better for some time

Still hearts can still be kind

My baby my my baby

Cross streets without looking

Would he die with me die with me die with me

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What's the difference I'd still feel the same

Even though not supposed to

Though I know he's feels miles away

He still calls me baby

I know that distance makes the heart grow fond

But how the hell is it ever supposed to overcome

Gaps in photo albums

So I push my feet so

And barely miss the bedpost in the dark

And I answer the phone

His voice sounds better than in person

Oh my aching heart