Chelsea Berman - Your Call

Drink another beer
Get a little drunk
Then I might be someone that you want tonight
The place is clearing out
Music turned down
I guess it’s time that you call me to come around

I know I should know better it always ends the same
But I only got myself to blame

And here I am
I know that you’re no prince charming
And you’ll leave me first thing in the morning
Once again
I’m gonna be your plan B
Just another number on your screen
Having a body there is better
Than having nobody there at all
I’ll be here waiting for your call
It’s your call

Find another girl
I’ll watch it fall apart
Steal another piece of my broken heart
Put it back together
Even for a night
Why does something so wrong feel so right?

I know I should know better it always ends the same
But I only got myself to blame

And here I am
I know that you’re no prince charming
And you’ll leave me first thing in the morning
Once again
I’m gonna be your plan B
Just another number on your screen
Having a body there is better
Than having nobody there at all
I’ll be here waiting for your call
It’s your call

What if I’m out late one night
And I’m the one to dial
Would you pick up or ignore it
Or pretend you never saw it
Is this a two way conversation?
Or just a game you’re playing
Cus I want more, but I guess that’s your call

Here I am
I know that you’re no prince charming
And you’ll leave me first thing in the morning
Once again
I’m gonna be your plan B
Just another number on your screen
Having a body there is better
Than having nobody there at all
I’ll be here waiting for your call

Written by:
Unknown Writer, Chelsea Berman

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