Cellphone Song Lyrics & Chords By The Gay Blades

My phone and I are tired but I'm dying to speak
And the simple charge in life is just drain and repeat
To rest inside some cradle and be rocked back to sleep
And I'll wake you when I feel like we have the energy
But an empty cell is prison and I'm left here to be
To try and paint myself a picture when I need some relief
A strong asertion of the truth would be a welcome retreat
From the front line of a verse or a this week
And so I wrote another note
Whispered words not meant for telephone
And so I wrote another note
Whispered words not meant for telephone oh, woah
You call me on my birthday when my friends have all gone
If you ask me how it's been I'd say it's been too long
And somewhere after twelve I'll realize it wont come
And the words will fall around you like you're some kind of sun
And I'm supposed to pretend that I care how it feels
And how you felt when you're with him and how you thought it was real
Last call for me was torture, should have quit while ahead
But the bars are never ending, there's nothing in your voice to suggest
We're still friends
And so I wrote another note
Whispered words not meant for telephone
Oh, and so I wrote another note
Whispered words not meant for telephone
And so I wrote another note
Your whispered words not meant for telephone
And so I wrote another note
Your whispered words not meant for telephone
No no
And so I wrote another note
Whispered words not meant for telephone
So I wrote another note
Wishpered words not meant for telephone
And so I wrote another note
Whispered words not meant for telephone
Oh yeah
(So I wrote)
Baby don't you know I've been missing you
And it's been too long, too too long for me to say
(So I wrote)
That I love you, but I do
But I just can't bring myself to say it again
(So I wrote)
Why don't you pick up a piece of paper
And a pencil or a pen or a crayon,
Whatever you got near you girl.
Let me know when you care.
(So I wrote)
(So I wrote)
I'm sick and tired of talking, I'm sick and tiiiiiiired of talking.
And there's more to this than just you and me
(So I wrote)
There's more
But all that stuff you're never ever gonna see.
(So I wrote)
This is where I leave you my friend, this is where I leave you.
Cause I am tired of screwing around
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