So you called today I couldn t even stutter out one word Every time I tried I choked And tears poured out where all the thing I wanted you to hear should have been It s been two months That haven t been too hard Filled with too much coffee and beer And no hunger just emptiness But it s been ok Because I ve been busy killing time But now when I hear your voice I remember how comfortable it is And it hurts like loosing a limb You were my crutch you were my drug my too much coffee and beer So I cover the phone with one hand So you don t hear the gasps for air between the floods of despair And I whisper I have to go