Call Me - Júdas

Scribbled on the back of

a tatty old receipt

lay eleven dirty numbers

a combination to no sleep

a sleepless night of regret

were the digits all correct,

Ive got a god forsaken phone line

its been two days still no sign

tonight could be night

tonight could be night

A night in on my own,

I’m sitting by the phone

come on come on come on call me

you said you’d call me back

but I wont count on that no

come on come on come on call me

the landline was a bad shout

now im on house arrest

will i be a skeleton before you call to reveal your address

tonight could be night

tonight could be night

It could be the night

A night in on my own,

I’m sitting by the phone

come on come on come on call me

you said you’d call me back

but I wont count on that no

come on come on come on call me

Tonight im on my own

sitting by the phone

you said you’d call me back

but I wont count on that no

tonight could be night — come on come on come on call me

tonight could be night — come on come on come on call me

It could be the night

A night in on my own,

I’m sitting by the phone

come on come on come on call me

you said you’d call me back

but I wont count on that no

no

come on call me