Got the telephone in my hand
Gonna call you up tonight
Planned every word I'll say
I'm gonna do it right.
Maybe I'll wait a little longer
Maybe I'm not ready yet
Where did I put that number?
How could I ever, ever forget?
I try but I hang up, every time
To call you girl and make you mine
If you pick it up I'll have it made
I'm gonna call you now,
I wont be afraid
Got the telephone in my hand
Cord around my neck.
But I'm not really ready to die, maybe I'll give it one more try
Or maybe I'll call tomorrow, she probably wont be home
Maybe I like sitting here
Maybe I like being all alone
Everything will be all right
I won't see you tonight
Everything will be all right
I know it's not the end of the world, it's just another, little girl
I try but I hang up every time
To call you girl and make you mine
Can't leave a message
Don't know what to say, I don't wanna talk to you anyway.