One more fuckin' love song

Berto and payphone..
Color coordinated.

Maroon 5 - Payphone

ft. Wiz Khalifa

I'm at a payphone trying to call home

All of my change I spent on you

Where have the times gone baby

It's all wrong, where are the plans we made for two

Yeah, I, I know it's hard to remember

The people we used to be

It's even harder to picture

That you're not here next to me

You said it's too late to make it

But is it too late to try?

And in that time that you wasted

All of our bridges burned down

I've wasted my nights

You turned out the lights

Now I'm paralyzed

Still stucked in that time when we called it love

But even the sun sets in paradise

I'm at a payphone trying to call home

All of my change I've spent on you

Where have the times gone baby

It's all wrong, where are the plans we made for two

If happy ever after did exist

I would still be holding you like this

All those fairytales are full of shit

One more fuckin' love song I'll be sick

You turned your back on tomorrow

Cause you forgot yesterday

I gave you my love to borrow

But you just gave it away

You can't expect me to be fine

I don't expect you to care

I know I said it before

But all of our bridges burned down

I've wasted my nights

You turned out the lights

Now I'm paralyzed (you)

Still stucked in that time when we called it love

But even the sun sets in paradise

I'm at a payphone trying to call home

All of my change I spent on you

Where have the times gone baby

It's all wrong, where are the plans we made for two

If happy ever after did exist

I would still be holding you like this

And all those fairytales are full of shit

One more fuckin love song I'll be sick

Now I'm at a payphone

[Wiz Khalifa]

Man fuck that shit

I'll be out spending all this money while you sitting round

Wondering why it wasn't you who came up from nothing

Made it from the botton

Now when you see me I'm stunting

And all of my cars start with a push of a button

Telling me I changed since I blew up or whatever you call it

Switched the number to my phone

So you never can call it

Don't need my name, on my shirt

You can tell it I'm ballin'

Swoosh, what a shame coulda got picked

Had a really good game but you missed your last shot

So you talk about who you see at the top

Or what you could've saw

But sad to say it's over for her

Phantom pull up valet open doors

Wish I'd go away, got what you was looking for

Now It's me who they want

So you can go take that little piece of shit with you

I'm at a payphone trying to call home

All of my change I've spent on you

Where have the times gone baby

It's all wrong, where are the plans we made for two

If happy ever after did exist

I would still be holding you like this

And all those fairytales are full of shit

One more fuckin' love song I'll be sick

Now I'm at a payphone.

..even the sun sets in paradise

I'll be sick.

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