dull

i am the voice inside your head, that crawled back up into your bed, somehow i made off with your key and now, i come when i please and go when i want to go, you are the only thing i like, and you've been with me all the time, so while you're somewhere out with your friends, i'm back here blowing up your cell phone, i've been practicing my lines, and you've been waiting up all night for me to call you, it makes me sick inside to be calling you up this late at night, but that's what i do, you've been awaiting my return, and i've been equally concerned, sleeping in the back of the van, so i can sober up and call you up again, i've been practicing my lines, and you've been waiting up all night for me to call you, it makes me sick inside to be calling you up this late at night, but that's what i do, 'cause there's only one thing on my mind, when i hit you up this late at night, if falling in love is the best high, i've passed the best times of my life, now the silence is cold, and every time we talk it's dull and awkward