Testo Drunk Calls - Gavin Adcock
Testo della canzone Drunk Calls (Gavin Adcock), tratta dall'album Bonfire Blackout
Yeah, the clock struck twelve
And the text went through
It ain't up to me, girl
It's all up to you
I should just say no
And I should get some rest
But that ain't like me, baby
You know me the best
Durin' the week we fuss and fight
And now you're goin' out with your friends
They all hate the thought of my name
And they beg you not to do it again
But when you drink tequila
And your lonesome heart just stalls
I'll be waitin' up on your drunk calls
When I sent that text
I really wished you best
I just wish you'd call me
So we can get it off our chest
Talk about the past
Talk about what's new
Talk about the old us
What the hell we turned into?
Durin' the week we fuss and fight
And now you're goin' out with your friends
They all hate the thought of my name
And they beg you not to do it again
When you drink tequila
And your lonesome heart just stalls
I'll be waitin' up on your drunk calls
Well, I'm at this bar
'Bout to go right home
I'ma hold this chair down
Pull your name up on my phone
Yeah, it's been some time
Yeah, you're probably gone
You found yourself a new man
And I sure bet y'all get along
We don't talk, we fuss and fight
And now I'm goin' out with my friends
They all hate the thought of your name
And they beg me not to do it again
But when I'm drinkin' whiskey
And I run my fist through the wall
I hope you're waitin' up on my drunk call
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Writer(s): Gavin Adcock
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