A Dollar Fifty

As I hear the words
I feel my heart ripping
I cant stand the phrase
She likes someone else
as the day goes on
I hear more
each time I die
I hear your losing interest
and that you plan on leaving
I need to talk to you
I need to know if its true
but as I stare at the phone
I realize I need a dollar fifty
a dollar fifty and everything will be better
I could phone you
and hear you say its not true
because right now I dont know