Dial Drunk (Live From Fenway Park)

New England! Rememberin' I promised to forget you now But it's rainin' and I'm callin' drunk And my medicine is drownin' your perspective out So I ain't takin' any fault Am I honest still? Am I half the man I used to be? I doubt it, forget about it, whatever It's all the same anyways I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown In the name of someone I no longer know For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and a transmitter radio I don't like that when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it rang and rang Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up I'd dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'll die for you New England! I'm untetherin' from the parts of me you'd recognize From charmin' to alarmin' in seconds I'll be bedridden, I'll let the pain metastasize But that's morning, I'll forget it And the dial tone is all I have I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown In the name of someone I no longer know For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and a transmitter radio I don't like that when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it rang and rang Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'll die for you I beg you, sir, just let me call I'll give you my blood alcohol I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell I'll change my faith, I'll praise the flag Let's wait, I swear she'll call me back "Son, are you a danger to yourself?" Well, fuck that, sir, just let me call I'll give you my blood alcohol I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell I'll change my faith, I'll kiss the badge Let's wait, I swear she'll call me back "Son, why do you do this to yourself?" And I said, "I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown" In the name of someone I no longer know (I no longer know) For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and a transmitter radio I don't like that when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it rang and rang Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up I'd dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'll die for you I'd fuckin' die for you, Fenway Park I cannot believe this shit, man, whoo! I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown In the name of someone I no longer know For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and a transmitter radio I don't like that when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it (rang and rang) (Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up) I'd dial drunk, I'd die a drunk, I'll die for you It's so good to be home My name is Noah Kahan I'm from Strafford, Vermont I lived up the road in Watertown, Massachusetts My mom went to Boston College, my dad went to M.I.T. And I'm playing fuckin' Fenway Park tonight If I had enough words, I would tell you what this meant to me But I'm just gonna play my sad, fuckin' depressing music I hope that you guys hear it Uh, this next song is, uh, is an anthem for, uh For wishing people the worst And I thought it would be perfect to play here in New England