Here it is 3 am and I'm sleeping again
Talkin' to myself just like you were here
TV's yellin' at me tellin me that I'm depressed
I guess it's true, can't quit thinkin' of you
There it is, plugged in the wall across the room
Like the whiskey it's tempting me to talk to you
If I dial your number baby please
Don't pick it up
There's no tellin what I'd say
Just let it ring
Yeah just let the voicemail play
Don't say hello, then I'll know, that door is closed and window's shut
Don't pick it up don't pick it up don't pick it up
I still see that that look written all across your face
Was it love or something with the same sweet taste
If I could spin around somehow and make my wrong turns right
You know I would and I just might tonight
If I dial your number baby please
Don't pick it up
There's no tellin what I'd say
Just let it ring
Yeah just let the voicemail play
Don't say hello, then I'll know, that door is closed and window's shut
Don't pick it up don't pick it up don't pick it up
The bottle's empty there's something in me
That's gotta call I know it's wrong
Are we over is it gone
I gotta know here I go
Don't pick it up
There's no tellin what I'd say
Just let it ring
Yeah just let the voicemail play
Don't say hello, then I'll know, that door is closed and window's shut
Don't pick it up don't pick it up don't pick it up

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