100 Missed Calls

I’m a little drunk you’re faded too

I’m just praying that nothing saves me

From this bottle of jack I call the truth

I cant do it with out you baby

Cus I know when your gone

I’ll be all alone

Drinking on my own

Blowing your phone up

I went on the run

But when it’s said and done

I know that I need you beside me

I'm a little f*cked up

A little roughed up

At the bottom of the bottle its all tough luck

Ive made a hundred missed calls

I can’t get drunk without you

If you call my phone to say your done

Im'a drown my sorrows in styrofoam cups

I've made a hundred missed calls

I can’t get drunk without you

Now it’s too much jack in my cup and it don’t feel right

Too much smoke in my lungs but you’re the real high

I can’t seem to get you off of my mind

I can’t let you go

Oh no

Every single night

A bottle to my right

Could never replace you being by my side

The problems in my life

Are better over ice

I don’t want none of this without you

I’m a little f*cked up

A little roughed up

At the bottom of the bottle its all tough luck

Ive made a hundred missed calls

I can’t get drunk without you

If you call my phone to say your done

Im’a drown my sorrows in styrofoam cups

I made a hundred missed calls

I can’t get drunk without you

 I’m a little f*cked up

A little roughed up

At the bottom of the bottle its all tough luck

I made a hundred missed calls

I can’t get drunk without you

If you call my phone to say your done

Im’a drown my sorrows in styrofoam cups

I made a hundred missed calls

I can’t get drunk without you