Company Calls Lyrics

Company Calls



I'll take the best of your bad moods and dress them up to make a better
you,

'cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck.

I'd squeeze a heart through my fingertip but i type too slow to make
expressions stick.

And it's like TV with a microchip.

Set your sights to sink the partyline, 'cause it's so tired.

Set your sights! destroy this mock-shrine, 'cause it's so tired.

Let's cut our losses at both ends and aim your car away from all our
friends,

Leaving the dishes stacked in the sink.

I'd keep a distance 'cause the complications cloud it all,

And mail a postcard sending grettings from the eastern bloc.

Synapse to synapse... possoibilities will thin or fade.

Your wedding figurines... i'd melt so i could drink them in.