I`ll take the best of your bad moods and dress them up to make a better you,
`cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck.
I`d squeeze a heart through my fingertip but i type too slow to make expressions stick.
And it`s like TV with a microchip.
Set your sights to sink the partyline, `cause it`s so tired.
Set your sights! destroy this mock-shrine, `cause it`s so tired.
Let`s cut our losses at both ends and aim your car away from all our friends,
Leaving the dishes stacked in the sink.
I`d keep a distance `cause the complications cloud it all,
And mail a postcard sending grettings from the eastern bloc.
Synapse to synapse... possoibilities will thin or fade.
Your wedding figurines... i`d melt so i could drink them in. Send " Company Calls" Ringtone to your Cell