Lost Weekend - What Do You Call It
what do you call it
when you let the phone go on
ringing a bit longer than is right
when it makes the most sense
to hurt you out of spite
when all I want to do
is set this place alight
what do you call it
it's scary but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i love you but i don't like you anymore
how would you put it
well I would say
it's a glacier primed to collapse
or the death of a star perhaps
but how would you put it
it's the beginning of an end
of a wasteful drunken bend
the lights go on, and the credits roll
we exit left to this hellhole
it's scary but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i love you but i don't like you anymore
the lights go on, and the credits roll
we exit left to this hellhole
in the dark without a light
we're two ships passing in the night
i loved you but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i loved you but now you're showing me the door
when you let the phone go on
ringing a bit longer than is right
when it makes the most sense
to hurt you out of spite
when all I want to do
is set this place alight
what do you call it
it's scary but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i love you but i don't like you anymore
how would you put it
well I would say
it's a glacier primed to collapse
or the death of a star perhaps
but how would you put it
it's the beginning of an end
of a wasteful drunken bend
the lights go on, and the credits roll
we exit left to this hellhole
it's scary but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i love you but i don't like you anymore
the lights go on, and the credits roll
we exit left to this hellhole
in the dark without a light
we're two ships passing in the night
i loved you but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i loved you but now you're showing me the door
what do you call it
when you let the phone go on
ringing a bit longer than is right
when it makes the most sense
to hurt you out of spite
when all I want to do
is set this place alight
what do you call it
it's scary but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i love you but i don't like you anymore
how would you put it
well I would say
it's a glacier primed to collapse
or the death of a star perhaps
but how would you put it
it's the beginning of an end
of a wasteful drunken bend
the lights go on, and the credits roll
we exit left to this hellhole
it's scary but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i love you but i don't like you anymore
the lights go on, and the credits roll
we exit left to this hellhole
in the dark without a light
we're two ships passing in the night
i loved you but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i loved you but now you're showing me the door
when you let the phone go on
ringing a bit longer than is right
when it makes the most sense
to hurt you out of spite
when all I want to do
is set this place alight
what do you call it
it's scary but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i love you but i don't like you anymore
how would you put it
well I would say
it's a glacier primed to collapse
or the death of a star perhaps
but how would you put it
it's the beginning of an end
of a wasteful drunken bend
the lights go on, and the credits roll
we exit left to this hellhole
it's scary but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i love you but i don't like you anymore
the lights go on, and the credits roll
we exit left to this hellhole
in the dark without a light
we're two ships passing in the night
i loved you but your hand don't fit in mine no more
i loved you but now you're showing me the door
