On the telephone all morning
It's been a while since I talked to you
Your voice's transferred sweet
I wish forever I could talk to you

Of course I blame that guy Tom
I'm sure he talked you into doing it
Although I'm sorry he's dead
When you go to him I kill him again...
And again...and again...

Keep trying that tapes and records
I thought you loved them over anything
This conversation's hard for me and stupid
But we had to do it

You drove your car into a moving train
You held each other headed for the end
And they say it went blank
Now here you are with just a few days left

Keep trying that tapes and records
I thought you loved them over anything
This conversation's hard for me and stupid
But we had to do it