Punch my face And chase my friend down The things that God provides Are not what I want right now Communal meal, it's a hard lesson learned, I am the weakest animal on this earth When you called the police I sat there crying on the phone I thought I had nothing to say I'm not much for talks Well, I guess I have more to say than I thought When you called the police I sat there crying on the phone You're breaking my heart There is no better friend than you The things that God provides are not what I want this time Open up my mouth, open up my ears, my eyes The dead will bow to one who will never die But when you called the police I still sat there crying on the phone