I don't wanna kiss you. I don't wanna touch. I don't wanna see you cause I don't miss you that much. Im not a telephone junkie. I told you that we were just good friends. But when I hold you like I hold that bakelite in my hands,
There's no action, There's no action, There's no action. Evry time I phone you, I just wanna put you down.
Hes got the keys to the car. They are the keys to the kingdom. Hes got evrything you need. Its a shame that he didn't bring them. Im not a telephone junkie. If Im inserting my coin Im doing just fine. And the things in my head start hurtin my mind. And I think about the way things used to be, Knowing you with him is driving me crazy. Sometimes I phone you when I know you're not lonely, But I always disconnect it in time.