Speakerphone

Love is such a petty word It almost means nothing To you So cruel Oh babe I reach you out On the telephone Listen up On the speakerphone I wish I told you That I love you Face to face Not across the globe We walk this path Hand to hand Nothing more Than a perfect blend You're so Beautiful Give me more Conversations Lead frustration I just wish you'd Take it back You compensate The pain and shame I wish I never had Please tend my Painful wounds You're so obtuse in Love and what it Means to me You think you're right But hold on tight I think you lost the Memo