Shelby Lynne
Telephone

I can't be here anymore,
Just want it to be over. (Over.)
Wanna walk where the clouds are big,
An' covered in clover (Clouds of clover.)
I'm sorry I ever called.
Shoulda never, ever, ever picked up the 'phone.
(Shoulda forgot your number.)
It's turned into a scary dream.
I never want it back at all.

I never really thought you would answer.
Now it's a big blown up thing.
I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang.
When the telephone rang.

I've looked in faces that just looked away.
The eyes were dim and cloudy. (Can't see a thing.)
The pain of livin' with the hand that's dealt,
Is more than I can stand. (Can you take it?
Can you take it? Can you take it?)
I can't forget all the mistakes I made,
It'd take a lifetime to erase them. (No, I can't go back.)
An' even I would never change a thing,
I can't waste any more time. (Time's a wastin', time's a wastin'.)

I never really thought you would answer.
Now it's a big blown up thing.
I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang.
When the telephone rang.

Instrumental break.

I'm gettin' old an' my friends are few;
We're crossin' that big mountain. (Almost to the top, almost to the top.)
The sky fills of with the stars and moon and rain,
Pours like a fountain. (Water fallin' down.)
Oh, I could sit here in the midnight air,
An' look at what this life takes from me. (An' what it gives to you.)
An' count the reasons why I can't stand myself.
Just had to say these things anyway.

I never really thought you would answer.
Now it's a big blown up thing.
I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang.-acap


Mirror lyrics:

I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang.-acap
Now it's a big blown up thing.
I never really thought you would answer.

Just had to say these things anyway.
An' count the reasons why I can't stand myself.
An' look at what this life takes from me. (An' what it gives to you.)
Oh, I could sit here in the midnight air,
Pours like a fountain. (Water fallin' down.)
The sky fills of with the stars and moon and rain,
We're crossin' that big mountain. (Almost to the top, almost to the top.)
I'm gettin' old an' my friends are few;

Instrumental break.

When the telephone rang.
I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang.
Now it's a big blown up thing.
I never really thought you would answer.

I can't waste any more time. (Time's a wastin', time's a wastin'.)
An' even I would never change a thing,
It'd take a lifetime to erase them. (No, I can't go back.)
I can't forget all the mistakes I made,
Can you take it? Can you take it?)
Is more than I can stand. (Can you take it?
The pain of livin' with the hand that's dealt,
The eyes were dim and cloudy. (Can't see a thing.)
I've looked in faces that just looked away.

When the telephone rang.
I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang.
Now it's a big blown up thing.
I never really thought you would answer.

I never want it back at all.
It's turned into a scary dream.
(Shoulda forgot your number.)
Shoulda never, ever, ever picked up the 'phone.
I'm sorry I ever called.
An' covered in clover (Clouds of clover.)
Wanna walk where the clouds are big,
Just want it to be over. (Over.)
I can't be here anymore,


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