Hey operator
I happen to be alone and love is creeping over the
Hey operator
I happen to be alone and love is creeping over the phone
Coma: a diet to the mind
Her voice is
Winding the gears
To say every
Second was worth
That nominal fee
Would be a justification
It's better to feel you
Hey operator
I happen to be alone and love is creeping over the phone
To say you were
A villanous poem
Would be danger in everything
I could not look for
Singing: loving that taste in your voice
To say every word is a lie
Thee simplest truth would be
Too much to handle
It's better to lose you
Hey operator
I happen to be alone and love is creeping over the phone
To say you were a villanous poem
Would be danger
In everything i could not look for
You better listen up closely
To every word i'm saying (2x)
Would you bury your head
If you were closer to me
Or would you hang up the phone
On your justification (x2)
