歌手:Zac Greer
专辑:《for the hell of it》

作词 : Zac Greer
作曲 : Zac Greer
I met you back in December, I was feeling under the weather
You tried to make it all better, but now all we do is play telephone
You're never home anymore
I got too drunk started calling numbers I still had in my wallet
You picked it up, started talking
Seven seconds when I forgot we don't
Dial tone

Maybe you could hit my line
Maybe you could call me
Let me say I'm sorry
Never really got much right
Maybe it ain't hеalthy but I still see you in my telescope
Hеart beating like a metronome
I heard it from your friends, I know that I made you so sad
Baby, that was my bad but
Maybe you could hit my line (yeah)
Maybe you could hold me
I just need a homie
Maybe you could spend the night
We don't really got that much time
I can't spend it playing telephone
Can't wish you all the best, I don't, mmm
Wonder where you ran off to
Maybe I don't want to know

Maybe you could hit my-
Said I wouldn't then I did that shit a couple more times, okay
Who am I kidding? like a hundred more times
I'm so scared of committing, but not to my white lies, damn, yeah
Maybe in another lifetime
Maybe we could be together
Maybe you could be mine, yeah
And if it's all in my mind
Then maybe you could save me
I swear I'm going crazy, uh