Songs I like to Listen to Part 2

Payphone By Maroon 5 Ft. Wiz Khalifa

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 say 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 burnt down

I've wasted my nights

You turned out the light

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've spent on you

Where have the times gone? Baby, it's all wrong

Where are the plans we made for two?

If happy-ever-after's did exist

I would still be holding you like this

All those fairytales 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 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 change I spent on you (Whoa, whoa-oh)

Where have the times gone? Baby, it's call wrong

Where are the plans we made for two? (Yeah)

If happy-ever-after's did exist

I would still be holding you like this

And all those fairytales are full of shit

One more fucking love song, I'll be sick (Uh)

Now, I'm at a payphone

Man, fuck that shit

I'll be out spending all this money while you're sitting 'round

Wondering why it wasn't you who came up from nothin'

Made it from the bottom, now when you see me, I'm stuntin'

And all of my cars start with the push of a button

Telling me I changed since I blew up or whatever you call it

Switched the number to my phone so you never could call it

Don't need my name on my shirt, you can tell that I'm ballin'

Swish, what a shame, coulda got picked

Had a really good game, but you missed your last shot

So you talk about who you see at the top

Or what you could've saw, but sad to say it's over for

Phantom pulled up, valet open doors

Wished I'd go away, got what you was looking for

Now it's me who they want

So you can go take that little piece of shit with you

I'm at a payphone, trying to call home

All of my change I spent on you (Whoo!)

Where have the times gone? Baby, it's all wrong

Where are the plans we made for two? (For two?)

(Yeah)

If happy-ever-after's did exist

I would still be holding you like this

And all these fairytales are full of shit

One more fucking love song, I'll be sick

Now, I'm at a payphone