[Intro]
             

[Verse 1]
              
You said that 

          
you would call

 me
              
And when you d

       
idn’t call me
   
I gave you up 

for dead
              
So I was worki

         
ng on a backbo

ne
              
And chiseling 

   
a tombstone
          
When you calle

d me up and sa

id
              
Through a wall

           
 of heavy brea

thing
              
You thought it

       
 was relieving
       
To be out on y

our own
              
How a voice th

             
at used to thr


ill me
              
Could cut me u

      
p and kill me
        
On the fucking

 telephone

[Chorus]
            
You did not ev

             
en send me air

         
borne anyway
            
Why in the wor

             
ld I hung arou

              
nd it’s hard t

   
o say

[Verse 2]
              
It was just an

             
other Thursday
              
Like any other

  
 Thursday
   
Except that we

 were through
              
We were wading

              
 through the c


oncrete
              
And digging th

           
rough the scra

p heap
          
Deciding what 

belonged to wh

o
              
All the treasu

            
re from the go

od days
              
Was going thro

         
ugh the last p

hase
    
Of yours and y

ours and mine
              
When something

           
 from the your

s pile
              
Shattered on t

     
he floor tile
              
And you went o


ff like Franke

nstein

[Chorus]
            
You did not ev

             
en send me air

         
borne anyway
            
Why in the wor

             
ld I hung arou

              
nd it’s hard t

   
o say

[Verse 3]
              
I think it’s c

              
lear that I ad


ore you
              
I didn’t mean 

    
to bore you
      
Or grind it in

 so deep
              
I had to place

          
 another call 

in
              
I didn’t think

        
 you’d fall in
          
With the compa

ny you keep
              
And you tell m

            
e that you lov

e me
              
But you don’t 

        
really love me
       
You remind me 

every day
              
When you’re li

           
ving in a floo

d plain
              
It doesn’t tak

     
e a hard rain
    
To wash it all

 away

[Chorus]
            
You did not ev

             
en send me air

         
borne anyway
            
Why in the wor

             
ld I hung arou

              
nd it’s hard t

   
o say