Emergency Contact
Went to the doctor today
'Cause last week was my birthday
Guess that means it's been two years since I moved out to LA
You thought that was cliché
So we broke up on new year's
You were the end all
And every phone call
Whenever my tire was flat
Tattooed your number
So if I went under
You'd be my emergency contact
Remember our living room
Now it's only yours
And I thought you'd follow me
Not shut the door
I'm stuck in this waiting room
Filling out these forms
Reminds me I can't write your name down anymore
So where the line is blank, I'll write my mum
Guess it's finally hitting me that you're really gone
Your number still memorised in my head
No surprise there 'cause I can't forget you
Had disappointment alone
Thought I smelt your cologne
Will I ever forget you?
Remember our living room
Now it's only yours
And I thought you'd follow me
Not shut the door
I'm stuck in this waiting room
Filling out these forms
Reminds me I can't write your name down anymore
So where the line is blank, I'll write my mum
Guess it's finally hitting me that you're really gone
So I guess I'm not done holding on
Now it's finally hitting that you're really gone
'Cause last week was my birthday
Guess that means it's been two years since I moved out to LA
You thought that was cliché
So we broke up on new year's
You were the end all
And every phone call
Whenever my tire was flat
Tattooed your number
So if I went under
You'd be my emergency contact
Remember our living room
Now it's only yours
And I thought you'd follow me
Not shut the door
I'm stuck in this waiting room
Filling out these forms
Reminds me I can't write your name down anymore
So where the line is blank, I'll write my mum
Guess it's finally hitting me that you're really gone
Your number still memorised in my head
No surprise there 'cause I can't forget you
Had disappointment alone
Thought I smelt your cologne
Will I ever forget you?
Remember our living room
Now it's only yours
And I thought you'd follow me
Not shut the door
I'm stuck in this waiting room
Filling out these forms
Reminds me I can't write your name down anymore
So where the line is blank, I'll write my mum
Guess it's finally hitting me that you're really gone
So I guess I'm not done holding on
Now it's finally hitting that you're really gone
Credits
Writer(s): Haley Joelle
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