"Call Me" lyrics
"Call Me"
3 AM is the loneliest hour when we're fightin'
Sometimes nothing speaks any louder than silence
So blame me, shame me, hate me, break me
Say whatever you got to say
Call me a liar
Call me a loser
Call me you no can son of a boozer
Call me the devil
Call me a clown
Call me right now and cuss me out
But call me
Right now, I'd take almost anything rolling off your lips
There ain't nothing you can say to me I ain't said to myself
I ain't eating, sleeping, time keeps creeping
I can't spend these nights without you
Call me a liar
Call me a loser
Call me you no can son of a boozer
Call me the devil
Call me a clown
Call me right now and cuss me out
But call me
Just call me
Call me a liar
Call me a loser
Call me you no can son of a boozer
Hit me your hardest
I ain't gonna fight it
There's a chink in my armor
You know where to find it
Call me whatever
I'm hoping maybe
You go and slip up and call me your baby
Just call me
Just call me
Just call me
Just call me
Writer(s): Paul Overstreet, Randy Houser, Andy Albert
- AZLyrics
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- Randy Houser Lyrics
album:
"Note To Self" (2022)
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