I Must Be Hateful

I can't make the damn phone ring 

It's simply pathetic if I call you anymore 

I can't figure it now 

We tallied our scores 

I got knocked out 

I know when you come to town 

I know where you drop your dime and whom it's for 

I'm not good enough to time your cup of coffee 15 years... was long enough

Look at me. 

I'm an old colleague 

Another hard knocks day acquaintance

Finally you are free of me

It must be true or you'd give a minute 

But it's always my fault 

Always it's your forgiveness 

This unbalanced resolve 

I must be hateful 

So I hang up the phone 

Call it a small sacrifice 

You still hear me now 

Dear you, the vinyl it was blue 

Stalking poor Blake commiserating drunks at sea 

Do you remember when Jawbreaker rocked "The boat"?

I'm sure you do...and don't Look at me. 

I'm an old fly buddy 

Just a blue coach class acquaintance 

Finally you are free of me 

It must be true 'cause it only makes sense

I can still see you now 

Pictures are in every town 

I can still write it down "I must be hateful"

I can hang up the phone 

Even at those lofty heights 

You still hear me now