On The Line

Red Roof Inn, rain on the window Free breakfast, an American cliche The emptiness, distractions of hope Mind wanders while I pretend to stay Why do I give you the satisfaction of knowing I still care? You only call when it's your love on the line Room above me, they're having sex With the TV up to drown out the noise That's just like this world we're in We cover up each truth with a void Why do I give you the satisfaction of knowing I still care? You only call when it's your love on the line You only call when it's your love on the line I've gotten used to moving on Air fresheners dangling in my mirror If you only knew how far I've gone How far I'll go to avoid these tears Still, I give you the satisfaction of knowing I still care And you only call when it's your love on the line You only call when it's your love on the line