I rang you.
Night after night.
The phone rang until I heard your sweet voice.
On your voice mail.
You didn't pick up.
I needed you.
I, the girl they called lesbian just needed to talk to my best friend.
But you were scared of the label they gave me.
So you left me.
Ringing and ringing.
In the end I gave up.
It's not like you could've stopped what I did next...
