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He calls you three times a day
To tell you he's sorry, for what?
For things he don't mean to change
He calls 'cause he cares about himself
It's never been your choice
But he makes you think it is
By telling you what you feel
Sometimes you believe him when he calls
And he's got you like a fish on a line
Say good-bye hang up that phone
Take the hook out of your mouth
That can't be love, that is not love
He's gonna reel you in
He's waiting until you're tired and weak
Forget all the others he says
You belong to me
He smiles as you struggle
Then lets out some line so you can run
Then pulls it back hard again
The phone rings but once, you take the bait
And he's got you like a fish on a line
Say good-bye hang up that phone
Take the hook out of your mouth
That can't be love, that is not love
He's toying with your mind
He's drinking up your soul
He's gonna feast on your flesh
But first all he needs is the control
And he's got you like a fish on a line
Say good-bye hang up that phone
Take the hook out of your mouth
That can't be love, that is not love
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