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Operator, well, could you help me place this call?
See, the number on the match book is old and faded
He's living in L.A
With my best old ex-friend Ray
A girl he said knew well and sometimes hated
Isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell 'em I'm fine, and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words
Could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels
Operator, could you help me place this call?
'Cause I can't read the number that you just gave me
There's something in my eyes
You know it happens every time
I think about the love that I thought would save me
