"Caller ID" lyrics
Hearts on your caller ID
You used to roll all my weed
Linking up is so naive
Something that I shouldn't be on
The mornings, you thinkin' too deep
You used to call on me
I damn near broke my knees
The way that I run to the phone
I'm not countin' favors, I buy you Bottega just for you to sit up and cry in it
Girl, you know you a star, you got too much potential to be in this town just bartendin'
When you pack up and leave, you'll fill the garage, now it's harder to park all my cars in it
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they bullshit
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they bullshit
Uh, uh-uh
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they—
Like they bullshit, like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, girl
Like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, girl
We always hesitate
Before we separate
And I hate every day
Can't feel like tomorrow, can't feel like tomorrow
We always hesitate before we separate
I hate that every day be feelin' like tomorrow
We always hesitate before we separate
I hate that every day be feelin' like tomorrow
Hearts on your caller ID
You used to roll all my weed
Linking up is so naive
Something that I shouldn't be on
The mornings, you thinkin' too deep
You used to call on me
I damn near broke my knees
The way that I run to the phone
I'm not countin' favors, I buy you Bottega just for you to sit up and cry in it
Girl, you know you a star, you got too much potential to be in this town just bartendin'
When you pack up and leave, you'll fill the garage, now it's harder to park all my cars in it
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they bullshit
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they bullshit
Uh, uh-uh
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they—
Like they bullshit, like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, girl
Like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, girl
You used to roll all my weed
Linking up is so naive
Something that I shouldn't be on
The mornings, you thinkin' too deep
You used to call on me
I damn near broke my knees
The way that I run to the phone
I'm not countin' favors, I buy you Bottega just for you to sit up and cry in it
Girl, you know you a star, you got too much potential to be in this town just bartendin'
When you pack up and leave, you'll fill the garage, now it's harder to park all my cars in it
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they bullshit
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they bullshit
Uh, uh-uh
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they—
Like they bullshit, like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, girl
Like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, girl
We always hesitate
Before we separate
And I hate every day
Can't feel like tomorrow, can't feel like tomorrow
We always hesitate before we separate
I hate that every day be feelin' like tomorrow
We always hesitate before we separate
I hate that every day be feelin' like tomorrow
Hearts on your caller ID
You used to roll all my weed
Linking up is so naive
Something that I shouldn't be on
The mornings, you thinkin' too deep
You used to call on me
I damn near broke my knees
The way that I run to the phone
I'm not countin' favors, I buy you Bottega just for you to sit up and cry in it
Girl, you know you a star, you got too much potential to be in this town just bartendin'
When you pack up and leave, you'll fill the garage, now it's harder to park all my cars in it
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they bullshit
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they bullshit
Uh, uh-uh
Girl, we just comin' back off a good trip
Now these memories feel like they—
Like they bullshit, like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, girl
Like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, uh, like they bullshit, girl
