The Call – Garth Brooks & Trisha Yearwood

I’m not (I’m not) supposed (supposed) to call you
I know we both agree
We said (we said) that it (that it) was over
And I guess that it should be
But I can’t (but I can’t) get you off my mind
And I miss (I miss) you like hell tonight
But I won’t pick up this phone cause I

I’m not (I’m not) supposed (supposed) to call you
I tell myself again
I say (I say) I don’t (I don’t) still love you
And we’re better off just friends
But I can’t help but wonder if its supposed to hurt as bad as this
Got your number at my fingertips

I’m not (I’m not) supposed (supposed) to call you
But I’m wishing (I’m wishing) more than anything
Any second now this phone now will ring
But I’m sure you’re not thinking the same thing

Cause I’m not (I’m not) supposed (supposed) to call you