Woman on the Line

People say 

There's nothing wrong with me, but you would tell me anyway

There’s a piece inside me missing and I never say

What’s too hard to say

And the little lies

Like the cigarette you break in half before you light it

When you smile and say you want to build a life with me

But there’s no life in me

So don’t you tell me to be happy

I’m just a woman on the line

And don’t you tell me not to lose it

How could this be the best of times

And it’s clear to me

I could never be the golden child I tried to be

There’s an aching in my heart no one could take away

And I won’t make you stay

So don’t you tell me to be happy

I’m just a woman on the line

And don’t you tell me not to lose it

How could this be the best of times