Telephone (feat. Abigail Breslin)

Rhymes and charades
I'll try to your telephone
Games and when your room is flick around
They'll fright in you right to the ground

And I'll say lights go out
Severity where I go
I can hear old folks fight on the telephone

Whisper the nights
I walk in your telephone
I know your streets and the way
But I like you I want you stay

And we'll say lights go out
Severity where we go

I wonder why the dark looks insanity eyes
Just like your dreams flow away
Like the poems that you write in first grade

And you'll say lights go out severity where you go
You can hear old folks fight on the telephone