2 acessos
Hey dianne,
Could you pick up the phone?
I know that you're listening.
Baby, I know that you're home
And I know where I went wrong
Don't you leave me alone
Could you pick up the phone?
I'm lost at a truck stop somewhere in the south.
I don't know where I'm going, but I'm figuring it out.
I locked myself in this phone booth
Read you the number aloud
Now, I'm waiting it out
If I lay here long enough, maybe
The bugs will eat me whole
If I stay here long enough, maybe
The night would take me home
I won't let go, even if you say so
No, I won't let go
Hey, dianne,
I've been trying to quit.
I went from pack and a half
A day to this e-cigarette bullshit.
It don't give me what I want
But it stops them coughing fits.
Oh, I know how you hate it
Hey, dianne,
I know I fucked up.
It's just when we lost the baby, I kind of shut off.
I know I never listened
I wasn't there for you enough.
I'm a fuck up
If I lay here long enough
Maybe the bugs will eat me whole.
If I stay here long enough, maybe the night could take me home.
I won't let go, even if you say so.
No, I won't let go.
I had a dream I flew back north
And the plane went down before we hit new york
You didn't come to the funeral
You didn't come to the funeral
I hope you'd come to the funeral
I hope you'd come to the funeral
Hey, dianne