Part VI of Omitting my Confessions

the phone is ringing,
you look to see who it is.
But you know very well,
the name thats on the screen.

you're gunna break soon,
i can feel it in this air.
And all of this time,
you were trying to compare.

But zebras and vampires,
overlap in small and simple ways.
Its a matter of opinion,
its a matter of who you are,
its like little boys with spaceships,
like little girls and dolls.
yet this time its our life,
this time its something more.
Its a phone we have to hang up,
and a promise we have to make.

make up your mind sir,
the light's either on or off,
i'm either here or im there,
and you either care or you don't.

So pick her up,
or let her down now.
Shes gunna move on,
and shes gunna come right back.

But zebras and vampires,
overlap in small and simple ways.
Its a matter of opinion,
its a matter of who you are,
its like little boys with spaceships,
like little girls and dolls.
yet this time its our life,
this time its something more.
Its a phone we have to hang up,
and a promise we have to make.

Don't you see this cycle?
don't you see this plan?
I'm tired of losing the same game,
to the same people,
I'm tired of effortless people,
effortless notes goodbye.

But zebras and vampires,
overlap in small and simple ways.
Its a matter of opinion,
its a matter of who you are,
its like little boys with spaceships,
like little girls and dolls.
yet this time its our life,
this time its something more.
Its a phone we have to hang up,
and a promise we have to make.

the phone is ringing,
you look to see who it is.
But you know very well,
the name is a ghost to kill.