Ethan Coté - Voicemails (feat. Kid Jakob)

I got too many missed calls from you
Tell me what the hell should I do
I'm scrollin' through my contacts
Lookin' for the right path
Countin' how much time pass
Before I give a call back
This is fucking up my sanity
But all I need is space to breathe
You fucked your way up out of my life
I don't think I can give this one more try
1 last time
Took me 2 many tries
But those 3 little words
Turned to 4 big lies
5 nights that I cried
6 whips in the ditch
But I still ain't know what pain was up until I met you, bitch
I had a heart that was homeless
Starin' at reflections in the windows wit the chrome tint
One hand on the steering wheel the other is a chrome tip
You tell me to pull it so I think about it for a moment
And then I notice
Used to not believe in love
Now I know it's real but ain't real between us
Love exists, what doesn't? Trust
That shit was fuckin dead when you hopped in his truck
So leave a message at the tone
To be real I just want to be alone
But my phone it keep on ringing so I wrote this, started singing
By the time that I was finished's when I looked and saw I
I got too many missed calls from you
Tell me what the hell should I do
I'm scrollin' through my contacts
Lookin' for the right path
Countin' how much time pass
Before I give a call back
This is fucking up my sanity
But all I need is space to breathe
You fucked your way up out of my life
I don't think I can give this one more try
I took my time and gave you everything I had
Fuck everyone who cancelled my plans
I put everything into makin' sure you're okay
Now I'm gone and there's nothing left to say
I never put no one above you
What the hell did I get into
You've been runnin' from day one
Regrets yeah I've got none
Cuz I'm makin' life better from the things you told me not to do
This is fucking up my sanity
But all I need is space to breathe

Written by:
Austin Garrison, Ethan Coté

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