Telephone

歌詞

Try to call again Try to call again Try to call again I've been called a bad boyfriend, and even worse Ex Told put God first and her next She's the only girl, like Snow White or Smurfette She's not, I am dating nobody, nobody's perfect And there's no sure bets, just courage and first steps We don't talk, got hang-ups and one-word texts Lessons learned on hurt, discipline And repair, still need a lot of work, like Michigan State improves when my Pistons win Or when I see my sis again With some friends I call when I'm gettin' bent Outta shape over, .. wait, fix that Fit, but no six-pack, 'Cause I won't do sit-ups of give up Big Macs With Shad, you always get a mixed bag Sadness and joy, wins and mishaps Healed wounds, and picked scabs More ups and downs than a Six Flags Music with a message I lacked after the click, don't.. I said, don't you go You hate talking on the phone You're too far, way too close to home I said, don't you go You hate talking on the phone You're too far, way too close to home She's so off the hook But when I'm lettin' go of the telephone She goes off the wall, like a hella old centerfold Should've left the cell at home We're breaking up, can't hear what she's saying, but I get the tone Kna'mean? Nah, I've never known Say you mean well, then how come I'm left alone When I need help this female won't take my calls It's like pool, and that's her cue to break my balls The games we play, replay the same each day Phone-tag, hide-and-seek with the P.D.A. Off, I'm on course, like the PGA Towards the deep sea cave Where my treasure is kept Buried like death in depths where I keep me safe It's just like, ay, keep in touch Not Close like Glenn, just close enough But the attachment's still there, just never opened up I said, don't you go You hate talking on the phone You're too far, way too close to home I said, don't you go You hate talking on the phone You're too far, way too close to home And the bill from my cell is high C-Notes, Wynton Marsalis Man, why tellers gotta be so selfish, helpless Ran outta luck, ran outta minutes on my solo, before I could finish Don't end this while I'm roaming on the road Dough low, woken up with a special ring like Frodo I get the picture, don't upload the photo I can see you, bold pixels in my mind load in slow-mo T Lo on the mix, just switch to phono Grown folks, we be pinnin' hopes but the phone's broke Disconnected, just a second I'm cuttin' out, T Lo, cut the records Please Try to call again Please Try to call again We're sorry, your call did not go through Please Try to call again