I sit by the phone
like a 13 -year -old
Convinced that you've already called
I sit by the phone and I will it to ring
Being alone's the most torturous thing
I should've warned you,
not to stick around
You see I'm desperate,
babe I'm on the rebound
I've got a longing,
I swear it feels like a curse
So take this longing, gone for all it is worth
I lay on the bed, put the pillows in place
Just close my eyes and you're there
I lay on the bed and I call out your name
Feeling for you brings some
curiosity
I sit by the phone like a 13 -year -old
Convinced that you've already called
I sit by the phone and I will it to ring
Being alone's a most torturous thing
I think I blew it, put it out there too fast
Said that thing you don't say
I said, I can't take it back, I feel lost, you
Saw it in your face,
I know I've lost you
Cursed my words, cursed this haste
I sit by the phone like a thirteen year old
Convinced that I shouldn't leave home
I sit by the phone and I will it do
Being alone, how much torture is that?