i can t make the damn phone ring it s simply pathetic if i call you anymore i can t figure it now we tallied our scores i got knocked out i know when you come to town i know where you drop your dime and whom it s for i m not good enough to time your cup of coffee 15 years was long enough look at me i m an old colleague another hard knocks day acquaintance finally you are free of me it must be true or you d give a minute but it s always my fault always it s your forgiveness this unbalanced resolve i must be hateful so i hang up the phone call it a small sacrifice you still hear me now dear you the vinyl it was blue stalking poor blake commiserating drunks at sea do you remember when jawbreaker rocked the boat i m sure you do and don t look at me i m an old fly buddy just a blue coach class acquaintance finally you are free of me it must be true cause it only makes sense i can still see you now pictures are in every town i can still write it down i must be hateful i can hang up the phone even at those lofty heights you still hear me now