Paul Blest Me And Beale Lyrics

i'm tired of mulling over past relationships and when this thing fell apart.
i've been sitting here all night with cell phone in hand, waiting for your "i'll call you back".

if i left it up to you, i'd be waiting here all night.
and i'd end up figuring out later than i should
that every time you call, it's not because you want me
but rather because you want my ear and my time.

last night served as a bitter reminder, that your habits are getting out of control.
the drugs you take, the liquor you drink, combined with no self-confidence, are starting to f*ck with your goals.

if i left it up to you, i'd be on my way back home.
head filled with thoughts of condescendence, warm heart turning cold.
and every time you break your promises to yourself
i'd rather not know you at all.

i'll sit at my computer, and bitch to my friends from long island.
i'll sit in this chair, and vent to my friends from delaware
because i don't have the balls, no i never had them at all
to tell you how much you're breaking my heart.