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Give me a call, leave a message
Cause you know I never pick up
Tell me how much you miss me
How badly you want to make up
Tell me that I was right
About everything I said
Tell me what we're gonna do
About everything we did
I bought into the facade
That I will admit
Wanted the picket fence, the job
The life, the kid
Tell me when did it begin?
When did I lose your skin?
It's much too dark in this place
I can barely manage to catch a glimpse of your face
Tell me what is it I missed
behind your words, between the lines
Tell me what it is about you
Catches me off guard every time
So tell me why did you
Feed the fire
Then let me go?
Words and Music by Katie Miller, 1999