Pain By Numbers
Glued to the phone
I call you at home
I'm a faceless interchangable drone
And nobody smiles
At the sound of my voice
But I go on because I have no choice
I know I never have met you
I know I'm gonna forget you
But would you give me one last chance to say this?
Would you give me one last chance to say my piece?
Like an actor on his knees
I recite soliliques
More or less ignored, to varying degrees
And at the disconnection tone
My words catch in my throat
I'm tired of being the butt of every joke
Not under any illusions
I'm sorry for the intrusion
But would you give me one last chance to say this?
Would you give me one last chance to say my piece?
And it's easy to abuse me when I'm in a different place
Why don't you come on over here and say it to my face
Yeah, it's easy to abuse me when I'm in a different place
Why don't you come on over here and say it to my face
I know all the tricks you play on us
I've been doing this forever
Yeah, everybody thinks they're so damn clever
Is it too much to ask you
To just see it from my point of view?
So would you give me one last chance to say this?
Would you give me one last chance to say my piece?
