Letting the Telephone Ring

I am letting the telephone ring

Cause i don't want to know why

I don't want to hear you explain

I don't want to hear you cry

I have written so much about you

So much i thought i knew

Words like water used to flow

Now what could i possibly have to say?

She is someone i don't even know

And all the things that you've given to me

I see now were simply reparations

They were gifts of your guilt

They were my preparation

I know i should be mature

Keep my feet on the floor

But for some reason,

I just don't want them anymore

I know this shouldn't be important

Compared to you and i

But i can still hear my questions

And i can still hear you

I can still hear you

Lie

Now vicariously i have her in me

I want to peel off my skin

Let the water wash in

You always said that i was hiding

That i was hiding from you

But you are capable of things i could not do

You are capable of things i could not do

I remember how you pretended

How you pretended to touch me

I remember how i couldn't bring myself to believe

I remember wondering,

What was wrong

What was wrong

How could i be so naive

How could i be so naive?