He calls me on the phone,

"Sydney I feel so alone.

Let me tumble out my window."

I hear him start to cry,

and I start to wonder why

He would tumble out the window.

I'm trying to convince

That his life is full of bliss.

"Please don't tumble out the window!"

He gives me one last chance,

"Life is not some big romance!

I will tumble out the window."

He says he'd rather burn

But either way there's no return

When he tumbles out the window.

I cry to him until

He gets on the window sill

And he tumbles out the window.

The wind goes through the phone

And it chills me to the bone

As he tumbles out the window.

And now I start to cry,

And to think, "Now maybe I

Should tumble out the window..."