Correction Paroles Payphone par Maroon 5

Featuring(s) : Stable Ronaldo

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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?
(𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀, 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀)
(H𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀, 𝗻𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻, 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻, 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻, 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗲𝘀)

Yeah, I, I know it's hard to remember
The people we used to be
It's even harder to remember (Oh, fukfuk)
That you're not here next to me
You say it's too late to make it
But is it too late to try?
And in our 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 stuck 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 (WHAT THE ****?!)
𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝘄𝗼?

If happy-ever-after's did exist
I would still be holdin' you like this
All those fairytales are full of sh*t
One more ****in' love song, I'll be sick, oh

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 (Oh-oh)
I don't expect you to care (Yeah)
I know I said it before
But 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻

I've wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed
Still stuck 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 (𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵)

If happy-ever-after's did exist
I would still be holdin' you like this
And all those fairytales are full of sh*t
One more ****in' love song, I'll be sick
Now, I'm at a payphone

Man, **** that sh*t
(There's no way he just killed our vibe like that)
I'll be out spendin' all this money while you're sittin' 'round
Wondering why it wasn't you who came up from nothin'
Made it from the bottom, now when you see me, I'm stuntin'
And all of my cars start with the push of a b***on
Telling me I changed since I blew up or whatever you call it
Switched the number to my phone so you never could call it
(It cuts it, it cuts it though, it cuts it)
Swish, 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
Phantom pulled up, valet open doors
Wished 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 sh*t with you (Yeah)
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's did exist
I would still be holdin' you like this
And all those fairytales are full of sh*t
One more ****in' love song, I'll be sick
Now, I'm at a payphone

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