MACALLAN

Hey, Ysra
Mmm
I’m calling you to
To tell you that I miss you, but
I think it’s better this way
Take care

I’m popping pills to forget you
I’m drinking with my buddies to not remember
I’m lonelier than a dog living on the street
I’m so messed up that I’m already imagining kissing you

Drinking a ton, Macallan’s the bottle
Shot after shot and I see you in it every time
The dream of being parents to a beautiful girl
Taking her to Disney, we don’t even talk about it, right, my queen?

I don’t want to lose this fucking streak I’ve got going
I’m back in action and I’m hitting another line dry
In the early morning, I get a call
And honestly, I thought it was you
Yeah, good night, who’s this?
They don’t say anything, I think you got the wrong number, oh-oh-oh

I keep getting calls
But none of them are you
And just
You know how it is

I look at the photos in the bedroom mirror
I see you’re already dating some guy
I see you don’t look at me like I do at you
I see that the distance is affecting us

I’ve lost my essence for a while now
I don’t smile anymore, I’m lost in the white powder
They see me 25/8 drinking
Maybe I’ll get lost in the strip club later

I don’t want to lose this fucking streak I’ve got going
I’m back in action and I’m hitting another line dry
In the early morning, I get a call
And honestly, I thought it was you
Yeah, good night, who’s this?
They don’t say anything, I think you got the wrong number, oh-oh-oh-oh