If the phone doesn't ring
  It's me
  I know things won't work out
  Don't believe
  There's a glass between something
  You saw before
  And the wrong impression left
  Leaves no more
    Tell a lie
  Case in fact
    I feel the same
  Alot can go on in my place
  I need to know
  Why in the end things turned out wrong
  I know
    When the things you've done won't lie awake
  I think I'd be on the first mistake
  Noone understands this badly
  I might as well
  You might guess the same yourself
  But it's so hard to tell
    If you like,
  I'll be more exact
    If you agree,
  We'll make a pact