Calls

It's two o'clock on the dot and I haven't Slept in weeks. I drink a lot, it never Fails me. Or so I think. I laugh six feet under. You can't hear my voice. Call after call after call after call. Twice today and ten tomorrow. Oh, no. But You never answer. Calls. Endless, endless, endless, endless calls. Endless, endless, endless, endless calls. Endless, endless, endless, endless Calls. Endless, endless calls. How they weigh our time with moments that define Me. Though no one's ever looking. Lately, I've been also dreaming of you. But call after call after call after call. I'm wondering where you are, hoping that someone Does. Please hold on to me. Hold on. Please hold on. Endless, endless, endless, endless. Endless, Endless.