Phone Booth

When I think about that night, last summer in the park Starring at that couple, making out in the dark Their bodies tangled, I couldn’t tell them apart Our love was ending, but they were just at the start I never should’ve made that phone call I should’ve just bashed my head right there against the wall But I’m not going to spend my life in this stall I’ll get out of here even if I have to crawl I leaned in closer, trying not to make a sound They took off their clothes, they were sure they couldn’t be found I smiled and turned to you, you were staring at the moon It was bright and orange; it was going to be midnight soon I never should’ve made that phone call I should’ve just bashed my head right there against the wall But I’m not going to spend my life in this stall I’ll get out of here even if I have to crawl Smoke has risen, showing all your faults Your blaze has been extinguished, your charm is now gone The veil’s been lifted; I see your eyes now clearly And I can’t fathom why, for the life of me That’s when I realised; I was far from your mind And this time we spent together, it was going to be for the last time We started heading home and the couple did the same. I looked at them, I envied their little game I never should’ve made that phone call I should’ve just bashed my head right there against the wall But I’m not going to spend my life in this stall I’ll get out of here even if I have to crawl I’ll get out of here even if I have to crawl I’ll get out of here even if I have to crawl I’ll get out of here even if I have to crawl --- Phone Booth - Camaromance