Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties Divorce and the American South ( Official Music Video)

Hey, Dianne, could you pick up the phone I know that you re listening. Baby, I know that you re home and I know where I went wrong. Don t you leave me alone. Could you pick up the phone I m lost at a truck stop somewhere in the South. I don t know where I m going, but I m figuring it out. I locked myself in this phone booth; read you the number aloud. Now, I m waiting it out. If I lay here long enough, maybe the bugs will eat me whole. If I stay here long enough maybe the night could take me home. I won t let go, even if you say so. No, I won t let go. Hey, Dianne, I ve been trying to quit. I went from a pack and a half a day to this ecigarette bullshit. It don t give me what I want but it stops them coughing fits. Oh, I know how you hate it. Hey, Dianne, I know I fucked up. It s just when we lost the baby, I kind of shut off. I know I never listened. I wasn t there for you enough. I m a fuck up. I had a dream I flew back North and the plane went