Don't Call Me

Don't try to call me, don't leave a message It's three in the morning and you're drunk dialing questions Banging on the ear drums, guess who's listening to you get through another jabber-jaw session I hit the pillow kind of high feeling mellow Worked all day body obviously Jell-o, but Hello, can't even roll into the REM state Cell phone resonate, you need a friend to ventilate Fuck, can't it wait? I just got comfortable Just got the pillows how I like it and it's wonderful I lied, there's only one obstacle To make it all justified in my eyes accountable, so You call me in the daytime I'll laugh and nod and smile and shake my head But don't call me at three in the morning Unless you're dealing with the living dead, I said Don't call unless it's zombies Don't wake me up unless it's finally true You want to talk about your boyfriend and his friends, that's cool If they're not scratching at your door, then save it for the afternoon I want to hear you say you need me around I want to hear the chainsaws in the background I want to hear you saying that the dead are alive, You need me to survive, I'll come along for the ride Really, it better be a full on invasion, Damn cute's not a valid open invitation to Anytime minutes to moan, bitch, and cuss I need dead tissue and guts, infected cuts It's not much, but I do have my reasons Been pretty damn busy all evening I'm not talking feelings, I'm gonna lay low Unless skin's peeling off like it's Play-Doh You call me in the daytime I'll laugh and nod and smile and shake my head But don't call me at three in the morning Unless you're dealing with the living dead, I said Don't call unless it's zombies Don't wake me up unless it's finally true You want to talk about your girlfriend and her friends, that's cool If they're not scratching at your door, then save it for the afternoon Don't call late unless a blatant case of brain rot Makes your dad grab your mom and bite until her veins pop And don't call at a quarter to four unless Tie dye gore stains are dripping down your tank top Over lunch, we can talk about the issues, Who you hate date and table waiting in your new shoes Rent due, plus science and the news, no Voodoo, swine flu, radiated toxic goop, Instead I'm up and it's the same old nonsense Same old content, same old problems Think twice if you're dialing my phone If you can't see a zombie, then leave me the fuck alone You call me in the daytime I'll laugh and nod and smile and shake my head But don't call me at three in the morning Unless you're dealing with the living dead, I said Don't call unless it's zombies Don't wake me up unless it's finally true You want to talk about your boyfriend and girlfriends, that's cool If they're not scratching at your door, then save it for the afternoon