in the days of autumn
tearing down the borders
as it hits me i don't
feel too well prepared
a telephone ring noise
just to hear an
old familiar voice
i am struck now
she is calling again
sounds like a friend
doesn't she hate me
doesn't she resent
she is calling again
but now i am the one who's talking
she is calling again
what does she demand
does she believe
it is still in her hand
yet everything is spinning around
when ellen calls again
two years feeling sorry
and regretting every step
i have evolved from sucking up
cause there's no pleasure in regret
i know we might as well shake hands
but i'm not in the mood to
make friends
she is calling again
sounds like a friend
doesn't she hate me
doesn't she resent
she is calling again
but now i am the one who's talking
she is calling again
what does she demand
does she believe
i am still in her hand
and yet everything is spinning around
and now all this tension
seems so far away from me
and all the pictures
come to me again
and all intentions
vanish in the afterglow
she is calling again
talks like a friend
doesn't she hate me
doesn't she resent
she is calling again
but am i the one who's talking?
she is calling again
what does she demand
i wanna believe
that it's just to pretend
and everything is spinning around
when ellen calls again