Payphone
Fake tits and diet coke
Full of undefeated hope
You are the only one I trust
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Slow down when you drive high
Under the big September sky
Big red, another act of love
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Let it ride
Let it ride
It's gonna be alright
With one eye open
And my foot on the pedal
Driftless and I'm out of my mind
But Big Red swears everything's alright
Alright, I'm just down on my luck
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
I wanna throw it all away it's too much
I can't live with my mistakes I've tried
And I'm turning into rust
Now I'm going door to door
No idea what I'm looking for
I'm always down and you always pick me up
Let it ride
Let it ride
It's gonna be alright
With one eye open
I can taste the metal
Lost and broken, broken, broken
With my foot on the pedal
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Full of undefeated hope
You are the only one I trust
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Slow down when you drive high
Under the big September sky
Big red, another act of love
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Let it ride
Let it ride
It's gonna be alright
With one eye open
And my foot on the pedal
Driftless and I'm out of my mind
But Big Red swears everything's alright
Alright, I'm just down on my luck
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
I wanna throw it all away it's too much
I can't live with my mistakes I've tried
And I'm turning into rust
Now I'm going door to door
No idea what I'm looking for
I'm always down and you always pick me up
Let it ride
Let it ride
It's gonna be alright
With one eye open
I can taste the metal
Lost and broken, broken, broken
With my foot on the pedal
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Called from a payphone
Called from a payphone
Can't call you back, the only one I trust
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Cochran, Jeffrey Gorman
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