Huddled
Around this goddamned phone once more
We wait patiently
Each for their own turn
To make memories of the hell you made
Before we can truly realize
Just how much it hurts.
Huddled
Around this goddamned phone once more
We wonder just how we will act
Once we get the chance
To tell you just how we feel.
Huddled
Around this goddamned phone once more
We break our hearts with our own words
Wondering when this will end
Wanting nothing more
Than to just hang up the phone.
September 14, 2003