Noah Kahan, Post Malone - Dial Drunk

I'm rememberin' I promised to forget you now But it's rainin' and I'm callin' drunk And my medicine is drownin' your perspective out So I ain't takin' any fault

Am I honest still? Am I half the man I used to be? I doubt it, forget about it, whatever And the dial tone is all I have

I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown In the name of someone I no longer know For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and the transmitter radio

I don't like it when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it rang and rang Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up I dial drunk, I'd die a drunk, I'll die for you

I'll die

Drinks pourin', couldn't stop it Turn another slow dance into a mosh pit Tuck my head and I heard the lock and Told him that my first car was a Crown Vic

Talkin' 'bout last time I was in the back of a cop car I fell in love And my face on a cold window, try to sober back up And loosen my cuffs

And it's all the same anyway

Mm, I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown In the name of someone I no longer know For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and a transmitter radio

I don't like it when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it rang and rang Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you

Well, I'd die for you

I beg you, sir, just let me call I'll give you my blood alcohol I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell I'll change my faith, I'll praise the flag Just wait, I swear she'll call me back "Oh, son, are you a danger to yourself?"

Fuck that, sir, just let me call I'll give you my blood alcohol (ooh) I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell I'll change my faith, I'll kiss the badge Just wait, I swear she'll call me back (ooh) "Son, why do you do this to yourself?"

And I said, "I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown," ah In the name of someone I no longer know For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and a transmitter radio, ah

I don't like it when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it rang and rang Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you