30 days is long enough So baby I don’t call you anymore I wish you’d rush into my arms But every wish I wish is bound to do me harm The phone it rang ’round half past one And then I pull the plug out of the wall The conversations that I have They don’t amount to nothing Except for the ugly thoughts I have
The doorbell rang ’round half past two And when I walk back inside my day was through I think I slept all afternoon And when I woke at night the moon was full The neon flashing in the streets I walk through town to a lazy beat I take the phones off of my ears ’Cause the music don’t sooth me It just makes me bleed
I wonder if I’m done with thinking This prison room will be my grave But now I’m all alone and drinking Altough I surely lost the taste
In the morning when I woke I heard a noisy television host I switch theman out of my room ’Cause the games they don’t thrill me They just make me blue The window’s open The curtain flies I see the ghost of you before my eyes I shiver as I turn away I see the phone is waiting I dial and I pray