Is this a joke?
Haven’t seen home in months,
Haven’t seen life in weeks,
Haven’t seen you for far too long.

While I’m away, you call me night and day, wishing I was around.
I’m home now, and what a fucking surprise… You’re nowhere to be found.

It’s torture. Make up your mind.

You’re making it hard to believe another promising word.
I heard it’s supposed to make the heart grow fonder.
Just a bullshit excuse to make me wait a little longer.

Attention, your only desire, baby.

While I’m away you call me night and day wishing I was around.
I’m home now, and what a fucking surprise… You’re nowhere to be found.
Now I’m home alone, staring at the phone, thinking I might implode.
No clever rhyme for this line, baby, this is where it ends.

I’ve made up your mind for you…