She unplugged the answering machine; I can't say a thing.
She doesnt take my calls, at all.
It makes me want to cry.
Why oh why oh why.
She did'nt even say goodbye.
This was the end, I guess.
I confess, this was a mess.
She would no longer be my girlfriend.
I want by her home, there was nobody around.
Nobody to be found.
She did'nt even say goodbye.
I'm all alone.
I do nothing in my home.
I called her on the phone.