Lyrics:

If you had called me up in time, I could have saved you all that crying,
You would have known that I had gone, if you had phoned I would have known
That you preferred to be alone.

There's no need for you to explain, your letters pour in just the same,
I could have told you not to write, not out of kindness or in spite, but as a friend.
And now my friend, it's all too late, I'm feeling bored with love and hate.