You see the number on the matchbook is old and faded
She's living in L.A. with my best old ex-friend Ray
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated
CHORUS: Isn't that the way they say it goes | | But lets forget all that | | And give me the number if you can find it | | So I can call just to tell her I'm fine and to show | | I've overcome the blow, I've learned to take it well | | I only wish my words could just convince myself | | That it just wasn't real, but that's not the way it feels
(B) (B Operator oh could you help me place this call (D Cause I can't read the number that you just gave me (B ) There's something in my eye, you know it happens every time (D I think about the love that I thought would save me
CHORUS
(B) (B Operator let's forget about this call (D There's no one there I really wanted to talk to
Thank you for your time, ( Cause you've been so much more than kind