Conversation Songtext

Seven - Thirty

Hidden in chilly breath

She'd lied to daddy about Gary



Don't you find it tough?

Don't you find the waiting tough?

Even when occupied by love

And all that kind of stuff



Conversation isn't the point
All alone like a door

I wonder what for

I wonder what for



The girl from verse one

Does not exist

Sure you can feel her hands

But she's just an idea

Just an idea



Don't you find it tough?

Don't you find the waiting tough?

Even when occupied by love

And all that kind of stuff



If you feel any pain. any pain

Well I'm to blame

If you feel any pain, any pain

Well I'm to blame

If you feel any pain, any pain

Well I'm to blame

If you feel any pain, any pain

Well I'm to blame



Still

She's been waiting for quite a while

And the tragedy is that Gary's me

And it's Seven Forty



Conversation isn't the point

Near her home in a payphone

Awaits a call



Don't you find it tough?

Don't you find the waiting tough?

Even when occupied by love

And all that kind of stuff



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