Noah Kahan - Dial Drunk (Live From Red Rocks)

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Credits:

Front of House Engineer: Joel Livesey

Mixing Engineer: Ryan Hewitt

Lyrics:

I'm remembering I promised to forget you now

But it’s raining and I’m calling drunk

And my medicine is drowning 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

It’s all the same anyways

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

I’m untethering from the parts of me you’d recognize

From charming, to alarming in seconds

I’ll be bedridden, and I’ll let the pain metastasize

But that’s morning, I’ll forget it

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’d die for you

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

“Son, are you a danger to yourself?”

Fuck that 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 kiss the badge

Let’s wait I swear she’ll call me back

“Son, why do you do this to yourself?”

And I said

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

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