(verse 1)
I'm standing here freezing in a phone booth, baby
In the middle of god knows where,
I've got one quarter left, your machine picks up,
But baby I know you're there,
And I just start crying 'cause it makes no sense,
To waste these words and twenty five cents on a losing game,
Baby, you win again
(verse 2)
I can't be right if I'm always wrong,
I can't stand up if I'm always kneeling,
At your altar or at your throne,
You could show just a little feeling for who I am,
Baby, you win again,
(verse 3)
Last night I dreamed we were standing here
I can't be right if I'm always wrong,
I can't stand up if I'm always kneeling,
At your altar or at your throne,
You could show just a little feeling for who I am,
Baby, you win again,