Maroon 5 - Payphone (Explicit)

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 to remember, the people we used to be

Seeming harder to picture But you're not here next to me. You say it's too late to make it.

But is it too late to try?

And in that 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've called it love. But even the sun,

Set in paradise

I'm at a payphone, trying to call, home

All of my change I spent on you

Where the times gone, Baby it's all wrong

Where are the plans we made for two

If happy-ever after did exist

I would still be holding you like this

All those fairytales are full of shit

One more fuckin' love song, I'll be sick, oh

Ohhh ohh

You turn 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 said it before, but all of our bridges burned out.

I'm wasting my night, you turned out the lights.

Now I'm paralyzed, still stuck in a 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

We 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

And all those fairy tales are full of shit

On my fucking love songs I'll be sick

Now I better pay for Man fuck that shit

I'll be out spending all this money while you sitting around wondering why it wasn't you who came up from nothing. Made it from the bottom, now when you see me I'm stunting.

In all of my cars, I'm with a push of a button. Telling me I changed since I blew up or whatever you call it. Switch the number to my phone so you never could call it.

Don't need my name on my show, you can tell it, I'm ballin'. Swish. What a shame, could'a got picked.

Had a really good game, but you made your last shot. So you talk about who you see at the top or what you could have saw. But sad to say it's over for.

Phantom Bull, love valet, open doors. Wish that Galway got what you was looking for.

Now ask me who they want so you can go and take that little piece of shit with you.

I'm at a payphone trying to call home

All of my change I've spent on you

Where are the times gone, baby it's all wrong

Where are all the plans, we made for two

if happy-ever after did exist

I would still be holding you like this

All these fairy tales are full of shit

One more fucking love song I'll be sick

Now I'm at a payphone