Dial Drunk (Explicit) - Noah Kahan/Post Malone

Lyrics by：Noah Kahan/Noah Levine/Austin Post

Composed by：Noah Kahan/Noah Levine/Austin Post

Produced by：Gabe Simon/Noah Kahan

I'm 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 taking any fault

Am I honest still

Am I half the man I used to be

I doubt it forget about it whatever

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 hanging up

I dial drunk I'll die a drunk I'll die for you

I'll die

Drinks pourin' couldn't stop it

Turn another slow dance into a mosh pit

Tuck my head then I heard the lock and

Told them that my first car was a Crown Vic

Talkin' 'bout last time I was in the back of a cop car

I fell in love

And my face on the cold window

Try to sober back up and loosen my cuffs

And it's all the same anyway

Mm 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 hanging up

I dial drunk I'll die a drunk I'd die for you

Well I'd 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

Oh son are you a danger to yourself

Well **** that sir just let me call

I'll give you my blood alcohol

Ooh

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

Ooh

Son why do you do this to yourself

And I said

"I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown ah

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 ah

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 hanging up

I dial drunk I'll die a drunk I'd die for you"