Before My Telephone Rings – American Pleasure Club

You made it hard to have grace
When I first saw your face
Bathed in golden light from
Some cheap bar bathroom’s
Teenage sacrifice

Falling in love with the heat
I got the summer feeling in me
That’s when you caught me again
Across a crowded room gone
Quiet just for you, I fought

You mentioned
It’s not what you wanted
And it’s not what you saw for me
Come back to life
Before my telephone rings