Every time I see you calling
I send to voicemail, fast as sin.
It’s important when you’re calling
that you see that I’m not in.

I feel fine, like I know I should
and the fact that you’re away makes me feel real good.
The condition is rare, but now you’re out of my hair,
I’m sure you won’t be back – hell! You wouldn’t dare!
Your absence currently has simply set me free;
and let me be the person that I hope to be.
Now that we’ve both had our say and we’ve gone each our own way,
why don’t we simply live out our independent days?

Every time I see you calling
I just send it straight to voicemail.
Like a microcosm of our relationship,
I know I must help your call fail.

Every time I think of you,
I get a shot right through, and find some debt is due.
Like I have broken some code, and now how someone is owed.
Bees have since been birded and some seeds are now sowed.
There’s no way in trying to tell you
we can go back to doing what we used to do
since the days of old fun were done before they’d begun
I know I’d never convince you of that one…

Every time I find you calling
I send it straight to the machine.
I know if we were to speak again
it would be anything but clean.
Every time I see you calling
I send to voicemail, fast as sin.
It’s important when you’re calling
that you see that I’m not in.
Every time I see you calling
I just send it straight to voicemail.
Like a microcosm of our relationship,
I know I must help your call fail.