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(Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system)
(Please record your message)
(Beep)
Pick up the phone
Answer your text
Well I apologize about last night
I really did not mean to disrespect you
You better be alone
No I'm not obsessed
But if I catch you with somebody else
You know that I'm gonna be upset
I truly believe that the reason I'm here
Is to tell you the truth that your ending is near
One day you must look at yourself in mirror
I still don't think you are hearing me clear
You must understand that our friendship is done
Justified by the person that you have become
And because of the fact that enough is enough
Now I'm the one that is holding the gun!
Whoa
This will be the end of us
I have tried way too many times to heal
I have loved you so much it hurts me dear
And this, this will be the end of us
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Well I apologize about last night
I really did not mean to disrespect
Pick yourself up
Up off the floor
Wipe the tears from off your face
Because the cops are knocking on the door
They're gonna wanna know what's up!
Better tell them that you fell
Cause when they see the bruises on my face
They're probably taking both of us to jail
I'm sick and tired of fighting each other
The lying, the crying, the calling your mother
The calling of names, I'm bothered and smothered
We kiss and make up, get under the covers
A dangerous cycle I don't understand
The kicking and screaming, the breaking of limbs
I'll be damned if I see you with some other man
If I cannot have you, then nobody can
Whoa
This will be the end of us
I have tried way too many times to heal
I have loved you so much it hurts me dear
And this, this will be the end of us
Death do us part
I thought you would never go straight
For my heart
I'm better off living in Hell
Pick up your phone
(Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system)
Pick up your phone
Pick up the phone
Whoa
This will be the end of us
I have tried way too many times to heal
I have loved you so much it hurts me dear
And this, this will be the end of us!
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Well I apologize about last night
I really did not mean to disrespect
(We're sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service at this time,
Fuck you)
WRITERS
RONNIE RADKE, MICHAEL ELVIS BASKETTE, DAVE HOLDREDGE
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © MOTHERSHIP MUSIC PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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