Indie rock, raw strained passionate vocals, gravelly and yearning male voice with emotional cracks and intensity, mid-tempo driving rhythm, distorted electric guitars, punchy bass, tight drums, atmospheric reverb, intimate yet explosive feel, late-night confessional energy, slightly rough production with grit, no polish [Verse 1] Put me out of my misery You're casting some sort of wizardry I gotta telephone teaser She's making me a heavy breather I'm the one yearning Oh girl, tables, you're turning The distance between us I may as well be in Venus [Pre-Chorus] There's nobody lying next to me I'm here creating my own ecstasy Lady, I never thought you'd thrill me But oh boy, you kill me How am I gonna make us two? I got so much I wanna do [Chorus] My telephone teaser Don't hang up, your receiver My telephone teaser Stay on the line tonight My telephone teaser Don't hang up, your receiver My telephone teaser [Verse 2] Bed sheer covers begging for some lovers Let's get things raunchy Being here all alone, oh girl, it haunts me Do I have to beg thee? Oh, I know we're gonna break me [Outro] There's nobody lying next to me I'm here creating my own ecstasy my hands are growing clammy oh girl you deserve a Grammy my telephone teaser.... don't hang up your receiver
