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  • 30 days is long enough
    So baby I won'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 around 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 around 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
    And then I walk through town to a lazy beat
    I take the phone 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
    Although I surely lost the taste
    In the morning when I woke
    I heard a noisy television host
    I switch the man 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
  • 30 days is long enough
    So baby I won'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 around 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 around 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
    And then I walk through town to a lazy beat
    I take the phone 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
    Although I surely lost the taste
    In the morning when I woke
    I heard a noisy television host
    I switch the man 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