Last night we ended up in silenceWe fell asleep with the creepsI could hear you talking in your sleepI didn’t mean to be meanSo please call me upSay I’m a spaCome on patronise meSmash up my guitarYou can call me upAnd tell me what to doCause I need youMaybe you could have misheard meI didn’t mean to cause a sceneSometimes tiny things disturb meI never mean to be meanSo please call me upSay I’m a spaCome on patronise meSmash up my guitarYou can call me upAnd tell me what to doCause I need youI couldn’t do it, but I wantedTo say the words, those special wordsAlways seem to make you disappointedIt’s so absurd; I can’t say the wordSo please call me upSay I’m a spaCome on patronise meSmash up my guitarYou can call me upAnd tell me what to doCause I need you