Dial the numbers, make it sing,
Don’t leave us apart,
Because every time that it now rings
It swells my breaking heart.

“I’m sorry, baby, I was wrong.”
“It’s okay, I was, too.”
I don’t know if I can be strong
Because I’m weak for you.

I’m still here, with both phones on,
A sad, pathetic dope.
I will continue, no matter how long.
I love you and I have hope.