Pay Phone

[Intro: woody]

Yeah

[Verse 1: woody]

Back up, back up

Baby, we all pull up and we all cliqued up

And if I told you I cared, uh, would you sit there and stare?

Or is there more to this? More to this?

Drag me down down down, down (Ah, fuck it)

[Verse 2: Marlon DuBois]

Now, and I'm sorry for what I said, I know it's not fair to you

Face it, I won't matter

I'm not special, I'm not special

I'm just like you and you, and you and you, and you

These crazy indecisive feelings leave these wounds

These crazy indecisive feelings leave me feeling a fool

But why can't I just make my mind up?

You, you, went from the truth

[Verse 3: woody]

There's not much left of me, I'll take what's left of you

I keep you in my bag, at lеast what's left of you (Oh, oh)

Uh, act that way, watch what happens, bae, plеase watch yourself

What's left, or sense of self, huh

Like, leave me alone in this pay phone, please don't ever come back

And I know just what I had, I feel it slip though the cracks, huh

And watch you lie to me, lie to me, don't you ever come back

And I know just what I had, and I don't want it back