Drunk Dialer - Chris Lee

I am sick of myself, tired of being me

The same mistakes, seem to be on repeat

Can´t stand looking at you,

knowing that I should come clean

Look you in the eyes and tell you that I can´t stand the thought of you and

someone else

I´m a coward, wanna stop sleeping around

Want you to save me, offer me an easy way out

You made rules for us to follow so we wouldn´t get attached

I said it was cool but now I wanna take everything back

Without you in my life baby, without knowing you´re mine…

(drunk dialer)

Eight digits too close

The drunk dialer, who drinks to drunk dial ya

Slurring out «I need you», you say you don´t want to know

Drunk dialer, I´m the drunk dialer

Somebody said to follow your heart, so I´ve become a stalker

It´s probably gonna end up with a restraining order

You say that there´s nothing to us

and that I´m not in my right mind

And that the flowers that I gave you

have been dead for a long time

Still without you in my life,

baby without knowing you´re mine…

Eight digits too close

The drunk dialer, who drinks to drunk dial ya

Slurring out «I need you», you say you don´t want to know

Drunk dialer, I´m the drunk dialer

I´m dreaming of the day you wake up and renotice me

and we´ll work things out however you want it to be

I´m thinking crazy out loud

At the top of my lungs

I´m sorry to wake you

But I´m in love again at 3 am

I´m sorry to wake you

But I´m in love again at 3 am

Eight digits too close

The drunk dialer, who drinks to drunk dial ya

Slurring out «I need you», you say you don´t want to know

Drunk dialer, I´m the drunk dialer