Slam the door and grab the phone
Like a pistol against my head
Ask the machine where are you
Damn it never knows
Did I leave a message or a suicide note
Try to suck the words back down my throat

And I don't know how long I can hold out
Hold on. Hold on

When I see you girl I want to change my clothes
My eyes. My hair. My face
Got to get away so I can be myself

Now you're standing in the mirror trying to see what I see
'Till you don't even recognize yourself
Downing empty bottles and broken glass
I'm tangled up in you

Everyone's got someone they can't have
I've got you

When I see you girl I want to change my clothes
My eyes. My hair. My face
I'll be anything but I can't be myself

I don't know how long I can hold out

Tonight this phone feels like a pistol
Black and cold against my temple
Did I leave a message or a suicide note
Got to suck the words back down my throat
When I see you girl I want to change my clothes
My eyes. My hair. My face
And every word that gets away is going off like a cherry bomb
I could suck the luck from a seven leaf clover
I'm bending. I'm breaking. I'm shaking all over
I'll be anything but I can't be myself
Got me slipping and sliding
And tossing and turning
And coming and creaming
And crashing and burning
I'll be anything but I can't be myself