Here I sit, alone in my room again, waiting for your call.
I pick up the phone, hear the dial tone, guess I should have known.
I might as well give up, I might as well give up.
I might as well give up, I'm always giving up.
Ringing off the hook on a Friday night, don't know what to say.
Rings I scrambled for, can't do this no more, dial tone once more.
No, I can't do it.
I'm always giving up.
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