Hung Up

Written by: 
J. Martyn
1 Aug 1982

No eavesdropping darling, I overheard.
You put me down, in action and words
Taking me for granted, I finally knew.
I called you last night, I could not get through.

I just hung up, hung up on you;
Hung up, hung up on you.
I'm hung up, hung up on you;
Hung up, hung up on you.

I run a check on your behaviour, go to check the bar,
Trying to forget what people tell me you are.
All I want to remember, is the diamonds in your eyes;
The same precious memories I've come to despise.

I just hung up, hung up on you;
Hung up, hung up on you.
Hung up, hung up on you;
Hung up, hung up on you.

[piano solo]

Hung up, hung up on you;
Hung up, hung up on you.
Hung up, hung up on you;
Hung up, hung up on you.

Nothing lasts forever, I know, nothing at all.
I know you won't answer me when I start calling.
That busy line is just a weapon you use,
Just an empty sign in the mind of the man you want to lose.

I'm just hung up, hung up on you;
Just hung up, hung up on you.
Hung up, hung up on you;
Hung up, hung up on you.

Hung up, hung up on you;
just hung up, hung up on you.
Hung up, hung up on you;
Hung up, hung up on you.

Comment by John:
'It's all about one of the most inhumane inventions ever: the telephone.'

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