Leave Me Alone

Call me, baby, when you're picking up the phone
I'll call you right back, maybe when I know you're alone
Baby, pick up the phone
Don't you leave me alone
Call me, baby, when you're picking up the phone
I'll call you right back, maybe when I know you're alone
Baby, pick up the phone
Don't you leave me aloneBloody hands show the proof of the crime
I lost my mind thinking you were ever mine
I lost my mind thinking you were ever min?
I lost my mind thinking you were ev?r mine
I just got used to the bad news
(I just got used to the bad news, the news that you told me)
I just got used to the bad news
(Fuck it, you'll be gone in the morning)Tell me that you let me down
(I'm crumbling, I'm falling apart)
You think you hate me now
Tell me that you let me down
(I'm crumbling, I'm falling apart)
You think you hate me nowCall me, baby, when you're picking up the phone
I'll call you right back, maybe when I know you're alone
Baby, pick up the phone
Don't you leave me alone
Call me, baby, when you're picking up the phone
I'll call you right back, maybe when I know you're alone
Baby, pick up the phone
Don't you leave me aloneI don't want to have to wait for someone like you
I don't want to have to say it: I need you, too
I just got used to the bad news
(I just got used to the bad news, the news that you told me)
I just got used to the bad news
(Fuck it, you'll be gone in the morning)Tell me that you let me down
You think you hate me now
Tell me that you let me down
You think you hate me nowCall me, baby, when you're picking up the phone
I'll call you right back, maybe when I know you're alone
Baby, pick up the phone
Don't you leave me aloneAll black, tripping, caught her sipping out a double cup
Fuck around, sitting, tripping thinking that I'm not enough
Eyes roll back, fade to black
Come up short over and over
What's the matter? It's a factAll black, tripping, caught her sipping out a double cup
Fuck around, sitting, tripping thinking that I'm not enough
Eyes roll back, fade to black
Come up short over and over
What's the matter? It's a factAll black, tripping, caught her sipping out a double cup
Fuck around, sitting, tripping thinking that I'm not enough
Eyes roll back, fade to black
Come up short over and over
What's the matter? It's a factAll black, tripping, caught her sipping out a double cup
Fuck around, sitting, tripping thinking that I'm not enough
Eyes roll back, fade to black
Come up short over and over
What's the matter? It's a fact