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Payphone 
Medium
by Maroon 5 & Wiz Khalifa
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I'm at a trying to call home
All of my change, I spent on you
Where the times gone?
Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
Yeah, I, I it's to remember
The people we used to be
It's even harder to picture
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 my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed
Still stuck in 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 we made for two?
If happy afters did exist
I still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
One more love song, I'll be sick
(Oh...)
You turned your back on tomorrow
'Cause you 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've said it before
But 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
Where are the plans we for two?
If after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those are full of shit
One more fucking love song, I'll be sick
Now I'm at a payphone...
Man, fuck that shit
I'll be out spending all this money
While you're sitting 'round wondering
Why it wasn't you who came up nothing
it from the bottom
Now when you see me, I'm stunnin'
And all of my cars start the push of a button
Telling me the chances I blew up
Or whatever you call it
Switch the number to my phone
So you never could call it
Don't need my name on my show
You can tell it I'm ballin'
Swish, a shame, could have 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 have saw
But sad to say it's over for
pulled up, valet open doors
Wiz like go away, got what you was for
Now it's me who they want, so you can go and take
That little piece of shit with you
I'm at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change, I spent on you
Where the times gone
Baby it's all wrong
Where are the we for two?
If happy ever afters did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
One more fucking song, I'll be sick
Now I'm at a payphone...
All of my change, I spent on you
Where the times gone?
Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
Yeah, I, I it's to remember
The people we used to be
It's even harder to picture
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 my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed
Still stuck in 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 we made for two?
If happy afters did exist
I still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
One more love song, I'll be sick
(Oh...)
You turned your back on tomorrow
'Cause you 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've said it before
But 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
Where are the plans we for two?
If after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those are full of shit
One more fucking love song, I'll be sick
Now I'm at a payphone...
Man, fuck that shit
I'll be out spending all this money
While you're sitting 'round wondering
Why it wasn't you who came up nothing
it from the bottom
Now when you see me, I'm stunnin'
And all of my cars start the push of a button
Telling me the chances I blew up
Or whatever you call it
Switch the number to my phone
So you never could call it
Don't need my name on my show
You can tell it I'm ballin'
Swish, a shame, could have 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 have saw
But sad to say it's over for
pulled up, valet open doors
Wiz like go away, got what you was for
Now it's me who they want, so you can go and take
That little piece of shit with you
I'm at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change, I spent on you
Where the times gone
Baby it's all wrong
Where are the we for two?
If happy ever afters did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit
One more fucking song, I'll be sick
Now I'm at a payphone...
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