phone call - weekend ai

THIRD RING (DON'T HANG UP)

Intro – muffled phone ringing, distant falsetto

One...

You didn't answer.

Two...

You never answer.

Three...

Hello?

Verse 1 – low, hollow, almost whispered

I know it's late, I know you hate when I call

I just wanted to hear your voice, that's all

I've been driving past your place again

Trying to convince myself this is where it ends

First ring, nothing

Second ring, nothing

Third ring, you picked up

And I heard something

I heard a man in the room with you

Heard you say his name like you used to say mine

I froze with the phone against my ear

For a second I wished I could go deaf tonight

Pre-Chorus – trembling vocals

Baby, tell me that's not you

Tell me I'm dreaming

Tell me he's not touching you

While I'm here bleeding

Chorus – haunting falsetto, layered harmonies

I heard you on the third ring

I heard everything

I heard you give him all the things

You swore you'd only give to me

And I hate you, God, I hate you

But I can't make myself hang up

I called because I missed you

Now I wish I'd never loved you

Verse 2 – phone-call distortion, increasingly unstable

Then you heard me breathing

And everything went quiet

You said my name

Like you were almost frightened

Then you laughed...

And said it like you meant it.

Her – distant, distorted, almost taunting ad-libs

"I love him now..."

"I love him now..."

"I love him now..."

"Goodbye, goodbye..."

Me – breaking, spoken through the phone

You fucking bitch...

You really wanted me to hear that?

After everything?

I hope he knows what you are.

I hope he knows what you've done.

I hope every time he touches you

You remember who you did this to.

Her – fading back into the background

"Oh, baby..."

"I love him now..."

Pre-Chorus – voice cracking, nearly crying

I wanted you to tell me you were lonely

I wanted you to say you weren't okay

I wanted one more night of you pretending

That you still felt something when I said your name

Chorus – louder, desperate falsetto

I heard you on the third ring

I heard everything

I heard you give him all the things

You swore you'd only give to me

And I hate you, God, I hate you

I hope you feel what you've become

I called because I missed you

Now I wish I was the one who never loved

Bridge – stripped piano, whispered and crying

I can still hear it...

Your voice...

The way you said his name...

I keep replaying it

I keep replaying it

I should've hung up

I should've hung up

But I wanted to hear you say my name

One last time...

Final Chorus – cracked falsetto, ad-libs overlapping

I heard you on the third ring

Now it's all I ever hear

I hate you for the way you did it

I hate myself for keeping you near

And I hate you, God, I hate you

But I still know your number by heart

You didn't just break my heart, baby

You made me hate the person that you are

Outro – telephone ringing again, faint falsetto

Her: "I love him now..."

Her: "Goodbye, goodbye..."

Me: "I fucking hate you..."

Me: "I fucking hate you..."

Call disconnected.

Last whisper

...why did I call?