When She Calls - Fashawn, Exile

When she called, I had a knife to my wrist

Feeling like life ain’t make sense

See, I just quit my job

Sick of flipping burgers and living in my aunt’s garage

So I just let it ring

Sitting there, drowning in a bottle of Jim Beam

Thinking to myself, she was 'posed to be my queen

Feel like a bad dream

And I just want to wake up, walked in the house

Caught some nigga digging her out, him and his spouse

Remember when we first confessed we loved one another

I was cool with her pops, she was tight with my mother

As crazy as it sounds, think I still love her

Enough to take my own life, left me with nothing

But a broken heart, suicidal thoughts

A 12-inch blade, real, real sharp

Phone is still ringing, so I picked up the call

Let go of the knife, let it drop to the floor, damn

(When I am sleeping)

Some days, I don’t even want to wake up

(When I am sleeping, I cannot keep the lights)

(When I am sleeping)

Some days, I don’t even want to wake up

(When I am sleeping, I cannot keep the lights)

When she called, he had a knife to his wrist

Contemplating if life made sense

See, he just quit his job

Sick of flipping burgers and living in the garage

So he just let it ring

Didn’t even check the caller ID

Thought about his girlfriend cheating on him

He caught her in the bed with another woman

And another man, couldn’t understand how you can crush

A person’s heart in the palm of your hands

Now he’s depressed, even thinking suicidal

Like how you go from a lover to a rival?

Bottle of Jack, knife on his lap, death on his mind

Matter of time before he just snaps

But he answers the phone, it’s his mother on the other end

Pleading that he needs to come home

He puts the knife down at the sound of her voice

Hesitant about making that choice

Wrong or right, that phone call might have saved his life

He said to himself

She could’ve been his wife, he could’ve been her husband

Could’ve had a family, wonder where the love went

What caused her to be unfaithful, was it him

Or the young stud that she met at the gym?

Always kept a smile, knew how to pretend

Never thought his life might come to an end

She reflects on the days when they were best friends

But this is now, and that was then

She awakes to the news, he committed suicide

Her heart drops and she begins to cry

Thinking of their first kiss back in junior high

Didn’t even get the chance to say goodbye

But it’s because of her, he’s no longer alive

Worst part about it, he never knew why

And everything he thought to be true was a lie

Died with a picture by his side

And a letter that read, it said

Just another episode in my area code, area code

Just another episode in my area code

Some days, I don’t even want to wake up

(When I am sleeping, I cannot keep the night)

Sometimes people get trapped in their mind

They just want to escape

But it feels like they stuck

So we find ways to escape

Some people even hurt themselves

Some hurt others

But it’ll be better tomorrow

It’ll all be better tomorrow, I promise