Self - Callgirls lyrics

Forgetful girls, with no thoughts put into action The world's your distraction while your asleep At the wheel Forgetful girl, you've become a mother Surroundings tend to suffer when the fiction Is real I can't lie I'm unable to pretend I'm unable to defend your actions -repeat- Psychic girl, where's my happy ending Your methods patent pending So what can't I smile Psychic girl, caught between the rails Your hearts still not in it At three dollars a minute -chorus- Lovetalk girl, I'll pin up your photo And direct my video like I was Aerosmith Lovetalk girl, to further waste my tissue and time I'll remain on the line 'till you get off with me -chorus-