(This is a little love letter)
My answer machine is feelin' lonely and blue
Cause it ain't had a message in an hour or two
And my fax machine has tears in its eyes
Cause there ain't no words burnin' through its wires
Is it something I did is it something I said
Is it something I sang or is it something you read
Come clean with me or else instead I'm gonna wash my hands of you
Hey like Elvis said we're goin' seperate ways I'm gonna wash my hands of you
