Songtext zu 'Payphone (feat. Eppic)' von Alex Goot

I’m at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone
Baby, it’s all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?

Yeah, I, I know it’s hard to remember
The people we used to be
It’s even harder to picture
That you’re not here next to me
You said it’s too late to make it
But is it too late to try?
And in our time that you wasted
All of our bridges burned down

I’ve wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I’m paralyzed
Still stuck in that time
When we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise

I’m at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone
Baby, it’s all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?

If happy ever afters did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
One more fucking love song, I’ll be sick

Oh you turned your back on tomorrow
‘Cause you forgot yesterday
I gave you my love to borrow
But you just gave it away
You can’t expect me to be fine
I don’t expect you to care
I know I’ve said it before
But all of our bridges burned down

I’ve wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I’m paralyzed
Still stuck in that time
When we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise

I’m at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone
Baby, it’s all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?

If happy ever afters did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
One more fucking love song, I’ll be sick

Now I’m at a payphone

Heh, forget that itch
I be out spending all this money while you sit around
Wondering how, wasn’t you, came all from nothing
Made it from the bottom, now when you’re singing I’m stunting
And now my calls are like the push of a button
Telling me to chase this, ever walk up whenever you call it
Switch to number 2, y phone should you never could call it
Don’t need my name, I am sure you could tell that I’m balling
Switch, what a shame, could’ve got picked
Had a really good game but you missed your last shot
You could talk about it, you see at the top
Or what you could’ve solved but sad to say so before
Finna pulled up, valet opened doors
Once that go away, got what you was looking for
That was me, hope that wasn’t
You could go and take that little piece of gold with you

I’m at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone
Baby, it’s all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?

If happy ever afters did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
One more fucking love song, I’ll be sick

Now I’m at a payphone