Lyrics:

you got me one more time on the telephone
i had a hard time making the call
what you're dying about is drying me out
and what is coming is taking control
after you laid off your medication
i feel hungover, cut the connection

got no reason to communicate
know where your story goes
nowhere but down below
ain't complaining

anything near you worth the attention
i cut the cord off my telephone
you're not wasting my precious time
what your on about is just wearing me out
and I've been trying for too long