Dial Drunk (with Post Malone)

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 takin' 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 the transmitter radio

I don't like it 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 hangin' up

I dial drunk, I'd 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 and I heard the lock and

Told him 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 a 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 it 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 hangin' 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

Just wait, I swear she'll call me back

"Oh, son, are you a danger to yourself?"

Fuck 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

Just 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

For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone

Traffic lights and a transmitter radio, ah

I don't like it 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 hangin' up

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