Drunk Calls
(Okay, it's late and you're drunk, probably out there with your friends)
(Calling me again)
Okay, it's late and you're drunk, probably out there with your friends
Telling them you hate me but you love me in the end
A couple more shots, you'll be calling me again
Telling me you hate me for everything that I did
Okay, it's late and you're drunk, probably out there with your friends
Telling them you hate me but you love me in the end
A couple more shots, you'll be calling me again
Telling me you hate me for everything that I did
Every day I wake up to a new tragedy
It's turned into a habit and it's bad for me
All your so called friends turned to enemies
Now you're trying to run back to me
It's not working no more
I'm not begging for you no more, no more
Got me feeling everything, I'm so sore
I'm so sore
I know
That you try your best to not see the shit that I go through
I go through
Okay, it's late and you're drunk, probably out there with your friends
Telling them you hate me but you love me in the end
A couple more shots, you'll be calling me again
Telling me you hate me for everything that I did
Okay, it's late and you're drunk, probably out there with your friends
Telling them you hate me but you love me in the end
A couple more shots, you'll be calling me again
Telling me you hate me for everything that I did
(Calling me again)
Okay, it's late and you're drunk, probably out there with your friends
Telling them you hate me but you love me in the end
A couple more shots, you'll be calling me again
Telling me you hate me for everything that I did
Okay, it's late and you're drunk, probably out there with your friends
Telling them you hate me but you love me in the end
A couple more shots, you'll be calling me again
Telling me you hate me for everything that I did
Every day I wake up to a new tragedy
It's turned into a habit and it's bad for me
All your so called friends turned to enemies
Now you're trying to run back to me
It's not working no more
I'm not begging for you no more, no more
Got me feeling everything, I'm so sore
I'm so sore
I know
That you try your best to not see the shit that I go through
I go through
Okay, it's late and you're drunk, probably out there with your friends
Telling them you hate me but you love me in the end
A couple more shots, you'll be calling me again
Telling me you hate me for everything that I did
Okay, it's late and you're drunk, probably out there with your friends
Telling them you hate me but you love me in the end
A couple more shots, you'll be calling me again
Telling me you hate me for everything that I did
Credits
Writer(s): Wyatt Garrett
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