LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeDial Drunk (Remix) (feat. Noah Kahan)
MaisI'm rememberin' I promised to forget you nowBut it's rainin' and I'm callin' drunkAnd my medicine is drownin' your perspective outSo I ain't takin' any faultI honest still? I half the man I used to be?I doubt it, forget about it, whateverAnd the dial tone is all I haveI ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrownIn the name of someone I no longer knowFor the shame of being young, drunk, and aloneTraffic lights and a transmitter radioI don't like that when they threw me in the carI gave your name as my emergency phone callHoney, it rang and rang, even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging upI dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'll die for youI'll dieDrinks pourin', couldn't stop itTurn another slow dance into a mosh pitTuck my head, then I heard the lock, andTold them that my first car was a crown vicTalkin' 'bout last time I was in the back of a cop car, I fell in loveAnd my face on the cold window, try to sober back up and loosen my cuffsAnd it's all the same anywayMm, I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrownIn the name of someone I no longer knowFor the shame of being young, drunk, and aloneTraffic lights and a transmitter radioI don't like that when they threw me in the carI gave your name as my emergency phone callHoney, it rang and rang, even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging upI dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for youWell, I'd die for youI beg you, sir, just let me callI'll give you my blood alcoholI'll rot with all the burnouts in the cellI'll change my faith, I'll praise the flagJust wait, I swear she'll call me backOh, son, are you a danger to yourself?Fuck that, sir, just let me callI'll give you my blood alcohol (ooh)I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cellI'll change my faith, I'll kiss the badgeJust wait, I swear she'll call me back (ooh)Son, why do you do this to yourself?And I said: I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown, ahIn the name of someone I no longer know (I no longer know)For the shame of being young, drunk, and aloneTraffic lights and a transmitter radio, ahI don't like that when they threw me in the carI gave your name as my emergency phone callHoney, it rang and rang, even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging upI dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you
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