On the telephone all morningit's been a while since 
I talked to youyour voice's transferred sweet
I wish forever 
I could talk to youof course 
I blame that guy 
TomI'm sure he talked you into doing italthough 
I'm sorry he's deadwhen you go to him 
I kill him again...and again...and again...keep trying that tapes and records
I thought you loved them over anythingthis conversation's hard for me and stupidbut we had to do ityou drove your car into a moving trainyou held eachother hand for the endthey say it went blanknow here you are with just a few days leftkeep trying that tapes and records
I thought you loved them over anythingthis conversation's hard for me and stupidbut we had to do it