Letting the Telephone Ring

I am letting the telephone ring
Cause i don't want to know why
I don't want to hear you explain
I don't want to hear you cry
I have written so much about you
So much i thought i knew
Words like water used to flow
Now what could i possibly have to say?
She is someone i don't even know
And all the things that you've given to me
I see now were simply reparations
They were gifts of your guilt
They were my preparation
I know i should be mature
Keep my feet on the floor
But for some reason,
I just don't want them anymore
I know this shouldn't be important
Compared to you and i
But i can still hear my questions
And i can still hear you
I can still hear you
Lie
Now vicariously i have her in me
I want to peel off my skin
Let the water wash in
You always said that i was hiding
That i was hiding from you
But you are capable of things i could not do
You are capable of things i could not do
I remember how you pretended
How you pretended to touch me
I remember how i couldn't bring myself to believe
I remember wondering,
What was wrong
What was wrong
How could i be so naive
How could i be so naive?