Digits dial, digits dial...tone, monotone
Has she been feigning sleeping?
Framing sheep and all alone?


Downslide on the sidewalk,
I'm a distant ring

Out of body, out of body,
Pick me up, oh answer me


I just hurry over
Worried sick
And hoping, sick.


Gates are courting airplanes,
And clocks divorcing ticks

Before I left, thought I'd see you
At the show, you didn't show
Didn't message, didn't call

You didn't know, didn't you know?
I'm a liar too
Uh huh, that's why I think I understand you


Someone from your building holds for me a door
I'm in your lobby, your elevator

I'm on your floor, the second floor
I can hear you now
With my ear pressed to the paint

You're playing that cassette tape
That you took from me to take to Iowa
And that was near three years ago

Now I'm back up in that moment
Playing that yardsale Casio


I sang to you from a red room
(Together we'll grey, grey, grey)
Does he sing to you as well?

Much better, most would say
I hear him laughing
But I prefer this to the silence

When your lips are sealed against his
Or he fills your thighs with kisses
Or just for instance

He's clawing your fat,
Pushing your breaths into the mattress
You'll love a good many men, mmhmm

And loving me ain't gonna stop all of them
Like Adam we are flawed
In the image of our gods

Of our fathers, who never bothered
To consider they were not the only ones
(Faith, ohhh...)

Faith oh faith, is a way to believe lies we need
Then to be faithful is to be truthless
But that's more than I need to say

Oh just don't run off and get married
And I'll surely be okay
'Cause I love you

I'll love a goog many yous
Gotta go now
Pack my suitcase

Glad that you're okay,
And I love you, happy birthday,
See you in sixteen days.