Dial Tone
What day is it
I can't find my phone
I think it broke
When I threw it across the room
Last night
Seems so long ago
But I can still hear
The sound of that dial tone
I hope that I linger
In the back of your mind
Like the stain on your jacket
Where I spilled my wine
On the night that you promised
Your heart was all mine
You made out like a bandit
With the best of my life
To lose is to try
To fall is to fly
And I fell hard for you
Without a parachute
Paralyzed
From head to toe
But I can still feel
The kiss of your shadow
I hope that I linger
In the back of your mind
Like the stain on your jacket
Where I spilled my wine
On the night that you promised
Your heart was all mine
You made out like a bandit
With the best of my life
I wish I was mad
I'd make up some lies
Drag your name through the dirt
And act so traumatized
I'd cry off my makeup
And get a new haircut
And maybe a tattoo or five
But the truth is
I wish you well
It just hurts like hell
I hope that I linger
In the back of your mind
Like the stain on your jacket
Where I spilled my wine
On the night that you promised
Your heart was all mine
You made out like a bandit
With the best of my life
The best of my life
I can't find my phone
I think it broke
When I threw it across the room
Last night
Seems so long ago
But I can still hear
The sound of that dial tone
I hope that I linger
In the back of your mind
Like the stain on your jacket
Where I spilled my wine
On the night that you promised
Your heart was all mine
You made out like a bandit
With the best of my life
To lose is to try
To fall is to fly
And I fell hard for you
Without a parachute
Paralyzed
From head to toe
But I can still feel
The kiss of your shadow
I hope that I linger
In the back of your mind
Like the stain on your jacket
Where I spilled my wine
On the night that you promised
Your heart was all mine
You made out like a bandit
With the best of my life
I wish I was mad
I'd make up some lies
Drag your name through the dirt
And act so traumatized
I'd cry off my makeup
And get a new haircut
And maybe a tattoo or five
But the truth is
I wish you well
It just hurts like hell
I hope that I linger
In the back of your mind
Like the stain on your jacket
Where I spilled my wine
On the night that you promised
Your heart was all mine
You made out like a bandit
With the best of my life
The best of my life
Credits
Writer(s): Shannon Griffey
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