Labels:text | screenshot | black | black and white | font OCR: phone push your old numbers and let your house ring til I wake up your ghost ... Let him walk down your hallway it's not this quiet slide down your receiver sprint across my nightgown it's the phone's ring ... I think last night you were driving circles around me ... I can't drink this coffee til I put you in my closet let him shoot me down let him call me off I take it from his whisper you're not that tough