The Wheat Pool
Phonebook
I think I’m getting over you
I think you don’t know what to do
About it
Now that summer’s gone
And another came along
And came to stay
I think I’m gonna go away
‘Cuz it’s one sad night after another
And I don’t want to stay
To die here
Dying on these steps
And I ain’t leaving yet
But I can’t stay
I think I’m learning everyday
That all this hurt is just the answer
To things you’d never say
You’re lying
Words that you won’t say
Things to make me stay
So here’s to you…
Boy you’re looking bad
From all the alcohol
And cigarettes you’ve had
And I’m not gonna stay
And waste another night
As we just waste away
When all I wanted
Was to borrow you another day
I think I’m gonna go away
‘Cuz it’s one sad night after another
And I don’t want to stay
To die here
Tear the pages from the phonebook
And throw them all away
‘Cuz you don’t know how much trouble
I was getting in
Without you
