You don't call anymore 

but i guess you never really did 

the phone works bother ways 

i'm always calling, but who's really keeping score 

you stay on the receiving end 

send me straight to voicemail every now and then 

hit me up with a new number or your phones not on 

wait til your next paycheck to pay it off 

you don't text anymore 

try to see me again 

but go and say how much you miss me 

to every one of your friends 

you play pretend in every message you send 

"Mommy misses you so much" 

"I love you"

but you never stand to prove them 

its been over a year 

and you've had every chance 

you don't make any effort to see me 

no fragile consistency in your breathing 

when i tell you how i'm hurt 

you never learned how to love 

i wonder how you could ever love me 

because it you truly did 

your calls, i'd be receiving