Evanescence: HIIIIII!


Hinder: Hello? Who is this?


Evanescence: IT’S EVANESCENCE! WHATCHA DOIN’!


Hinder: Well, I was sleeping. It’s 3:15am. Honey, why you callin’ me so late?


Evanescence: I LOST MY CELL PHONE AND I WANTED YOU TO HELP— TO HELP ME FIND IT!


Hinder: What? You’re calling me from your cell phone right now; it's not lost. And you're actually sort of shouting pretty loud. Listen, it’s kinda hard to talk right now.


Evanescence: I THINK SOMEONE PUKED ON MY SHOE.


Hinder: Honey, why are you crying? Is everything okay?


Evanescence:  WHAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU!


Hinder: Sorry. I gotta whisper ‘cause I can’t be too loud.


Evanescence: I’M TRASHED AND I STILL FIND THAT TO BE A TERRIBLY REDUNDANT SENTENCE! WHY ELSE WOULD YOU BE WHISPERING..?


Hinder: Well… my girl’s in the next room.


Evanescence: OH. OKAY… I SEE. COOL.


Hinder: Sometimes I wish she was you. I guess we never really moved on.


Evanescence: OH, DON’T CRY TO ME. IF YOU LOVED ME, YOU WOULD BE HERE WITH ME!


Hinder: It’s really good to hear your voice say my name; it sounds so sweet.


Evanescence: YOU WANT ME? COME FIND ME; MAKE UP YOUR MIND!


Hinder: Look, I don’t feel this is the best time to talk about this. Call me when you’re sober.


Evanescence: YOU NEVER CALL ME WHEN YOU’RE SOBER!


Hinder: I'm gonna hang up now. Goodnight.


Evanescence: YOU ONLY WANT THIS CAUSE IT’S OVER! IT’S OVER!