If my heart were made of glass
it would have broken fast with you around
I wish I did not love you past
the prairie’s flat and baron towns

So I wrote your name across my arm
and in the dark I could hate you more
But every night it fades away
as if to take me back to before

And I don’t have any money
for your late night calls
I don’t have any answers
but I know you got em all
So Daisy won’t you pick it up
I’m on the dark side of the phone
The toughest pill I swallow is you don’t love me anymore
You don’t love me anymore

All this discontent my face laments
ain’t covered by a painted mask
Please just go and disappear away from here
thats all I’ll ask cause

I don’t have any money
for your late night calls
I don’t have any answers
but I know you got em all
So Daisy won’t you pick it up
I’m on the dark side of the phone
The toughest pill I swallow is you don’t love me anymore
You don’t love me anymore

And if my heart were made of stone
I’d leave you alone just as fast as a shot
Your love is like a bullet, cold and solid
and without a thought

And I don’t have any money
for your late night call
I don’t have any answers
but I know you got em all
So Daisy won’t you pick it up
I’m on the dark side of the phone
Oh you and I we we’re better but you don’t love me anymore
You don’t love me anymore

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Appears on the self-titled EP, available in the store.
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