Now you're calling me up on the phone. So you can have a little whine and a moan and it's only because you're feeling alone. At first when I see you cry, it makes my smile. At worst I feel bad for a while, but then I just smile. Whenever you see me you say that you want me back and I tell you it don't mean jack, no it don't mean jack. I couldn't stop laughing; no I just couldn't help myself see you messed up my mental health I was quite unwell.
