Maroon 5 – Payphone
I’m at a payphone trying to call homeAll of my change I spent on youWhere have the times gone?Baby, it’s all wrongWhere are the plans we made for two?
Yeah, I, I know it’s hard to rememberThe people we used to beIt’s even harder to pictureThat you’re not here next to me
You say it’s too late to make itBut is it too late to try?And in our time that you wastedAll of our bridges burned down
I’ve wasted my nightsYou turned out the lightsNow I’m paralyzedStill stuck in that time, when we called it loveBut even the sun sets in paradise
I’m at a payphone, trying to call homeAll of my change I spent on youWhere have the times gone?Baby, it’s all wrongWhere are the plans we made for two?
If «happy ever after» did existI would still be holding you like thisAll those fairy tales are full of shitOne more fucking love song, I’ll be sick, oh
You turned your back on tomorrow‘Cause you forgot yesterdayI gave you my love to borrowBut you just gave it away
You can’t expect me to be fineI don’t expect you to careI know I’ve said it beforeBut all of our bridges burned down
I’ve wasted my nightsYou turned out the lightsNow I’m paralyzedStill stuck in that timeWhen we called it loveBut even the sun sets in paradise
I’m at a payphone trying to call homeAll of my change I spent on youWhere have the times gone?Baby, it’s all wrongWhere are the plans we made for two?
If «happy ever after» did existI would still be holding you like thisAnd all those fairy tales are full of shitOne more fucking love song, I’ll be sickNow I’m at a payphone
Man, fuck that shitI’ll be out spending all this money while you sitting roundWondering why wasn’t you who came up from nothingMade it from the bottom, now when you see me I’m struttingAnd all of my cars start with a push of a buttonTelling me the chances I blew up or whatever you call itSwitched the number to my phone so you never could call itDon’t need my name on my show you can tell it I’m ballin’
Swish, what a shame could have got pickedHad a really good game but you missed your last shotSo you talk about who you see at the topOr what you could have saw, but sad to say it’s over forPhantom pulled valet open doorsWiz like go away got what you was looking forNow it’s me who they want, so you can goAnd take that little piece of shit with you
I’m at a payphone, trying to call homeAll of my change I spent on youWhere have the times gone?Baby, it’s all wrongWhere are the plans we made for two?
If «happy ever after» did existI would still be holding you like thisAll those fairy tales are full of shitOne more fucking love song, I’ll be sick
Now I’m at a payphone