You Call Me

You call me wasted You call me a sad sack of bones You call me anytime you want to Even call me to tell me to thank you for calling You call me reckless You call me the emperor of moan You call me anything you want to And then you beg me not to leave you alone Call me up when you see me right Call me up when you see the light Call me up, let me hear your cries Call me back when you finally realise We can't turn the clock back But we can wind it up again You call me impossible You call me an acquaintance not your mate Sometimes you really get mad and then you call me your favourite thing to hate Wake me up in the middle of the night just to tell me you'll be late You can't see what you're trying to hide You can't lick your wounds 'cos they're deep inside Can't talk sweet talk when you can't think straight Hold that thought while you hesitate Until it's dark enough for you to see the stars Now you're out you can stay away Call me up when you've got something nice to say I'm kinda tired but I still can wait Till you change how you operate Don't hate till it's too late with no time to heal the scars You call me lonely Picking roses on my own You got me jumping and running and hiding at the sound of your cruel telephone Then you howl when I don't pick it up You're like a dog without a bone