I called you back from a Chinese Restaurant payphone
Hadn't been used in twenty years
Must've spent ten dollars opening up rolls of quarters
Your answering machine is all I hear
And it's so hard, so hard to get through to you
I eat my shrimp fried rice in a liminal space
And I don't know if you'll be home tomorrow
But God I hope to see you back at our place
Why do Chinese Restaurants make me feel strange?
Maybe it's the koi fish or the chairs
Maybe it's all there to make me feel more sane
When I can't hear your voice
And baby, you're not there
Look at their proud little family
Someone's son and daughter on the wall
They left San Francisco now they're both making a living
While I'm dying 'cause you won't return my call
Why do Chinese Restaurants make me feel strange?
Maybe it's the cat who waves hello
Maybe it's all there to make me feel more sane
When I can't hear your voice
And god, I'm feeling low
Yeah yeah yeah
