Built A Phone

I'm not him
And he is not the one for me.
And your not her.
This bullshit immaturity.
I called you wonderful.
Now we don't call at all.
We forgot how to talk.
I built a phone but no one calls me.
Did the numbers trip you up?
Bridges I built are now the walls around me
and it's hard to knock them down.
I'm all dressed up and no one calls me.
I've got nowhere to go.
I realize I've built a home of being hurt and now I don't want to leave.