Pick Up The Phone

Uhh I just need a minute to replenish who I am And who I am is so dependent on exactly where we stand I stand in any pose anything but tippy-toes Don't want you to feel smaller always taller Now I'm a cheerleader she a baller The difference in height isn't aight I left my ego at the altar Now every ring's a sting and everything I taught ya Is coming back around to me just like revolvers And every single click is just hammering it home Who knew Russian Roulette involved answering the phone Until my signal dwindles or my channel is in roam Or my cellphone dies or it's cancer in my dome And dear nix the tone as I pour my fuckin’ pain out One of your short nodes might blow my fuckin' brains out But you ain't even pick up Talking to myself exactly what you sick of Feeling kinda restless Did you get my message It's swirling around and so No don't tell me that you care When I know you're standing there I left the story of my life on your answering machine Hello can you hear me Hello are you there Hello would you pick up the phone Hello can you hear me Hello are you there Hello would you pick up the fuckin' phone We were like if a tree falls in the forest and No one is around does it really make a sound That's romantic and profound but now We're like lumberjacks holding the axes that brung it down So I'm now on your message talm 'bout Remember Silence in return that sound like 'Timber! There's some that can't see the forest because they're liars But I can't see the forest cause of the fire And in our prehistorics the flowers was rooting for us Brontosaurus ate the flowers T-Rex ate the Brontosaurus And then the T-Rex turned around and ate the florist That's why I lost my FTD endorsements But that's really not important My sadness' a snitch my melancholy informant Despair wears a wire my longing rapping a song My worry is a rat my lonely tapping the phone Feeling kinda restless Did you get my message It's swirling around and so I wanna give you reasons Tell you what I'm feeling But none of these lines are secure No don't tell me that you care When I know you're standing there I left the story of my life on your answering machine My tears run off your shoes Like waters from a goose You try to wash off all the dirt But your hands aren't getting clean Hello can you hear me Hello are you there Hello would you pick up the phone Hello can you hear me Hello are you there Hello would you pick up the fuckin' phone The make-believers on receivers as you sit back and observe As the rubber curly cord just absorbs all my words Will you collect us then connect us or neglect us on the whole Into the wall then cross the wires on the telephone poles Then bounces off the towers then up into the satellites Then falls down back to Earth to bring a broken heart back to life Happens all the time lost an appetite and lack of sleep If it's dead and flatten line I'll leave a message at the beep Hello can you hear me Hello are you there Hello would you pick up the phone Hello can you hear me Hello are you there Hello would you pick up the phone Would you pick up the phone Would you pick up the phone Hello would you pick up the fuckin' phone