It’s getting late and I’m all alone. Sitting staring at the phone…
There’s no excuse for this mental abuse…
When will you ever call?
You’ve got me hanging by a thread
Thoughts of you in my head
This time I will do everything that
I can not to be misled.
I met you on the dance floor; I asked you if your feet were sore
You laughed and said that you were bored so we stepped out the back door
You pulled out your car keys and told me that you had to leave
But would like to get my number for sometime later this week.
You’ve got me hanging by a thread
Thoughts of you in my head
This time I will do everything that
I can not to be misled.
Oooh-ooh-ooh-ooh… I’ve got a picture of you stapled to my wall...
Oooh-ooh-ooh-ooh… for when I’m feeling down cuz you didn’t call me again,
I can see your face when I’m feeling bad.
Another night of the wait; this is driving me mad.
Post-Worthless, Annique Monet makes solo LP of magical, psychedelic pop songs that drift in and out of consciousness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 22, 2015