Letra de Cake

I can't hear my phone
And I'm sure he's been trying to call
There's a twist in this phoneline now
Here's a boy
Who can't get them to call
Feels like hell when
He thinks of his life
Lost his interest
And found a new wife
Feed the images
Of his two sons
But my skins thin and underdone
I will never expect them
To have fixed the landing pad
I will never expect them
To have cleared my path back home
That's the novelty of this debate
That's the irony of this debate
That's the file that's been left in my cake
My teeth won't break