Hate It When You Call

Another Saturday night by the phone
Well, I hate it when you call and I'm all alone
So I head on out, might run into you
But you hate my friends, and I hate yours too

I think we both know how this is gonna end

Not again, not again
Well, I hate it when you call, feels like talking to a wall
But, tonight, I think we might just forget it all

Well, the hand's been dealt, so they say
But I always fold, and you always stay
And, last week, you said you're over it
Well, you beat me to the punch to call it quits

I think we both know how this is gonna end

Not again, not again
Well, I hate it when you call, feels like talking to a wall
But, tonight, I think I might just forget it all


It's an endless game
That we play
You're always mad
It's just too late

Not again, not again
Not again
Not again
Wеll, I hate it when you call, feels like talking to a wall
But, tonight, I think wе might just forget it all