Call You

Got the telephone in my hand
Gonna call you up tonight
Planned every word I’ll say
I’m gonnna do it right
Maybe I’ll wait a little longer
Maybe I’m not ready yet
Where did I put that number?
How could I ever, ever forget?
I try but I hang up every time
To call you girl and make you mine
If you pick it up I’ll have it made
I’m gonna call you now, I won’t be afraid
Got the telephone in my hand, cord around my neck.
But I’m not really ready to die
Maybe I’ll give it one more try
Or maybe I’ll call tomorrow
She probably wont be home
Maybe I like sitting here
Maybe I like being all alone