Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When She Calls, artist - Fashawn. Album song Boy Meets World, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.10.2009
Record label: IAN Group
Song language: English
When She Calls |
When she called, I had a knife to my wrist |
Feeling like life ain’t make sense |
See, I just quit my job |
Sick of flipping burgers and living in my aunt’s garage |
So I just let it ring |
Sitting there, drowning in a bottle of Jim Beam |
Thinking to myself, she was 'posed to be my queen |
Feel like a bad dream |
And I just want to wake up, walked in the house |
Caught some nigga digging her out, him and his spouse |
Remember when we first confessed we loved one another |
I was cool with her pops, she was tight with my mother |
As crazy as it sounds, think I still love her |
Enough to take my own life, left me with nothing |
But a broken heart, suicidal thoughts |
A 12-inch blade, real, real sharp |
Phone is still ringing, so I picked up the call |
Let go of the knife, let it drop to the floor, damn |
(When I am sleeping) |
Some days, I don’t even want to wake up |
(When I am sleeping, I cannot keep the lights) |
(When I am sleeping) |
Some days, I don’t even want to wake up |
(When I am sleeping, I cannot keep the lights) |
When she called, he had a knife to his wrist |
Contemplating if life made sense |
See, he just quit his job |
Sick of flipping burgers and living in the garage |
So he just let it ring |
Didn’t even check the caller ID |
Thought about his girlfriend cheating on him |
He caught her in the bed with another woman |
And another man, couldn’t understand how you can crush |
A person’s heart in the palm of your hands |
Now he’s depressed, even thinking suicidal |
Like how you go from a lover to a rival? |
Bottle of Jack, knife on his lap, death on his mind |
Matter of time before he just snaps |
But he answers the phone, it’s his mother on the other end |
Pleading that he needs to come home |
He puts the knife down at the sound of her voice |
Hesitant about making that choice |
Wrong or right, that phone call might have saved his life |
He said to himself |
She could’ve been his wife, he could’ve been her husband |
Could’ve had a family, wonder where the love went |
What caused her to be unfaithful, was it him |
Or the young stud that she met at the gym? |
Always kept a smile, knew how to pretend |
Never thought his life might come to an end |
She reflects on the days when they were best friends |
But this is now, and that was then |
She awakes to the news, he committed suicide |
Her heart drops and she begins to cry |
Thinking of their first kiss back in junior high |
Didn’t even get the chance to say goodbye |
But it’s because of her, he’s no longer alive |
Worst part about it, he never knew why |
And everything he thought to be true was a lie |
Died with a picture by his side |
And a letter that read, it said |
Just another episode in my area code, area code |
Just another episode in my area code |
Some days, I don’t even want to wake up |
(When I am sleeping, I cannot keep the night) |
Sometimes people get trapped in their mind |
They just want to escape |
But it feels like they stuck |
So we find ways to escape |
Some people even hurt themselves |
Some hurt others |
But it’ll be better tomorrow |
It’ll all be better tomorrow, I promise |