I Must Be Hateful

I can't make the damn phone ring

It's simply pathetic if I call you anymore

I can't figure it now

We tallied our scores I got knocked out

I know when you come to town

I know where you drop your dime and whom it's for I'm not good enough to time your cup of coffee 15 years...

Was long enough

Look at me.

I'm an old colleague

Another hard knocks day acquaintance

Finally you are free of me

It must be true or you'd give a minute

But it's always my fault

Always it's your forgiveness

This unbalanced resolve

I must be hateful

So I hang up the phone

Call it a small sacrifice

You still hear me now

Dear you, the vinyl it was blue

Stalking poor Blake commiserating drunks at sea

Do you remember when Jawbreaker rocked "The boat"? I'm sure you do...and don't

Look at me.

I'm an old fly buddy

Just a blue coach class acquaintance

Finally you are free of me

It must be true 'cause it only makes sense

I can still see you now

Pictures are in every town

I can still write it down "I must be hateful"

I can hang up the phone

Even at those lofty heights

You still hear me now