Death By Telephone

Baby, I think I'm finally starting to get you
She told me through her teeth and her perfume
"I never want see you again"
But in the morning
She's pulling off her clothes in the bathroom
I'm standing in the hall
I'll be gone soon
Who did I think I was

And it's breaking up again
Telephone lines
Wrapped around my neck
I don't wanna think about
Anything you said

Now you're livin' on the south
Staring at the cars as they pass by
You're drinking up the smoke
If you're too high
You're never gonna come back down

You said that it was Jesus
Who broke into your room in an earthquake
Shook you from bed all the glass framеs
Shattered on the carpеt floors

And it's breaking up again
Telephone lines
Wrapped around my neck
I don't wanna think about
Anything you said