21 February 2024
November 13, 2025 at 6:05 PM
I wish I could call you by accident
Or your phone just dials me in
Raise your voice through those miles -
Tell me that I should stop smoking,
And should, like a human, eat
Gel mad at me for all I've done with,
And blame me for everything.
I'm burned after playing with fire
And lost my mind in those trips.
I'm alone in the Boston.
I'm alone in this world.
You should give me a call Right on my Birthday - February twenty first.
