[Rob]
Laura!
Answer the phone
Answer the phone
For fuck's sake won't you
Answer the fucking phone!

[Spoken section]
Laura: Hello?
Rob: Oh, hi, it's me. Rob
Laura: Rob, where are you?
Rob: Listen, Laura, I just want to say-
Laura: Actually, I can't really talk right now...
Rob: No, no, no!
[End spoken section]

[Rob]
I think you're running
You're running scared, little girl
From the sharp point each relationship hits
So you feel the need to blow it to bits
But soon you're gonna wake and see

You can run, little child, but you'll never be free
No, you'll never be free - no, no, no!
Have your fun, little child, don't you worry 'bout me

Oh, God, don't leave me
Cryin' in the rain
I'm always
Cryin' in the rain
God, I hate
Cryin' in the rain
Cryin' in the rain

I see you through the window
Looking so drawn and pale
Oh how can you stand to be manhandled
By that Steven Seagal ponytail?

You needed to experiment
And Dickhead fit the bill
But he doesn't love you
And he'll never understand you
Like I will Like I will
Like I will

You can run, little child, but you'll never be free
No, you'll never be free - no, no, no!
Have your fun, little child, don't you worry 'bout me
Don't you worry 'bout me - no, no, no!

[Spoken]
Hello?
Hello?

[Sung]
Laura!
Don't leave me
Cryin' in the rain
I'm always
Cryin' in the rain
God, I hate
Cryin' in the rain
Cryin' in the rain

Laura!