| Close the door and never look back, you thought I’d respect you for that
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| And months would pass, I’d be okay, but little do you know I cry to this day
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| And when inside my head I play back on the things you said and I understand
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| what you meant
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| Light a candle for every fear
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| It only gets put out by my tears
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| And that’s why
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| You should’ve found out and called me
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| And maybe you’d understand
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| You could’ve picked up the phone to talk to me
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| I think you’re a coward for not doing that
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| And do you sit by the phone or are you too cool to contemplate
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| Oh yeah you have your friends but what’s the good in that?
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| Maybe I’m obsessed but love is a delicate fact
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| They say write a song and that’s what I’ve been doing all along
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| And it’s not helping
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| You should’ve found out and called me
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| And maybe you’d understand
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| You could’ve picked up the phone to talk to me
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| I think you’re a coward for not doing that
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| It’s probably all over in your mind but I know when you’re alone there I will
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| find me
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| My hands against your chest, my thighs by your side
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| And baby that’s when you’ll regret but your dignity out weighs you
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| So I will never hear your voice quivering with happiness 'cause of my success
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| You should’ve found out and called me
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| And maybe you’d understand
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| You could’ve picked up the phone to talk to me
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| I think you’re a coward for not doing that |