My night wasn’t supposed to be like this
Wasn’t supposed to get personal
Wasn’t supposed to be anything other than mine

My night started out really great
It started as alone perfection
Started out as everything I imagined could be mine

Then the phone rang
Didn’t wanna answer
Wish I had a necromancer
To magic my ringing demon
Back to Hell

Third call in the last two days
While I’m wasting my life away
Listening, well kind of
This was my night

I just want a chance to experience
A thought without interference
A single chance to solely do
What I want

You know seclusion’s what I need
Away from all of this time greed
I found a place where no one will talk to me

God damn phone rang
Don’t want to answer
Where’s my fucking necromancer
Get this nasty ringing demon
Back to Hell

Five times in the
Last three days
I’m really, honestly amazed
Don’t you get it, I have nothing left to say