Modern Baseball - Phone Tag lyrics

[Verse 1] Don't call me now, I am in bed I've sacrificed all chances for street cred As a result of sticking near The same bedtime for thirteen years But you know this, I've said it before There's a lot of things I've said before Lots of things you kind of ignored You brushed it off, you always brushed it off [Verse 2] Pacing down the hallway stairs Mental notes of quick repairs To gaps in my story for tomorrow morning Of why I was up at this hour When I have children of my own And they have children of their own I'll spit and spew of my dumba** high school endeavors With prideful tone And when my freezing lower limbs Approached that sly, grinning little sh** I knew the truth in every vowel sound That I had admitted just two nights before Goodbye was not an option It's clear to you But to no one was it clearer than to me Since day one, I've been locked in I'm not f**ing hanging up I told you I loved you at eighteen But now you're in New York and I'm pushing twenty We still talk But only when you call me first Some days I hear it ring Most days I stay in bed Maybe I'll see you when I get home And we'll avoid all the things we've said