Stay On The Phone Lyrics - The New Amsterdams

One waitress outside of 

Phone booth, South Carolina 

Sit's, keeps killing time 

Rolls her eyes, roll of dimes 

Speak of this sick surrounding sin 

Tears me from limb to limb within 

I don't know how to let it go 

This far away from home 

One word was mistaken 

Context that it was taken from 

Write it down 

Must be sound 

Must be true 

I hope you can hear me 

My only sanctuary asks 

Why am I here? 

Why aren't I home? 

As the line builds for the phone 

I want it all 

Work to a fault 

That breaks us in two 

And always at play 

The end of the day 

I'm alone and so are you 

Old stories 

Gas stations 

Repeating conversations 

Still can't speak long 

The show has to go on 

At best I might question 

The focus of my attention 

Though you know that I 

Could bring it down 

And I want it all 

Work to a fault 

That breaks us in two 

And always at play 

The end of the day 

I'm alone and so are you 

One waitress invading 

But I'm content to make her wait 

It's all I have 

So far from home 

Oh, please stay on the phone!