Carina Round
Pick Up The Phone
Pick up the phoneI’m Pregnant with your babyI wanted you to knowThe dreams I’ve been having latelyI wake upI woke up from an explosionAnd the city speaks in sirensIn the wreckage is my angel of devotionA dying light inside himAnd I try to tell you somethingBut my mouth fills up with waterYou say finally you found me…And suddenly I’m drowningPick up the phoneI’m trying to say sorryThe things that you should knowAre weighing heavy on meWell it’s nothin’ can’t be fixed with a hot bath andA fifth of mother’s ruinAll forgot for the duration with deranged and maybe evenDrunken sex with strangersSongtexteAnd his wife didn’t stop cryingFor at least a week, he told meBut at least she got the kids and half a millionI just assumed that he was sleepingAnd I fall in love in the only way that I knowAs I dive into the mouth of a hungry volcanoAnd I woke, not recognizing sad reflectionsAs I lay next to the next one with you on my mindPick up the phone Pick up the phonePick up the phoneI let the wrong one go
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