There used to be our picture from her sister's wedding day
There on her lock screen, now it's just some ocean waves
There used to be a bunch of hearts, right there beside my name
She used to never miss one, but these days that girl just lets it ring
I believe she don't one day
I said, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever"
Ask her how's her mom and them, and how's that West Coast weather?
Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry
But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk
I know she won't, and I don't blame her
But if she ever picked it up
I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her
But she quit taking calls from Tennessee numbers
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I bet she hides her accent, so one asks her where she's from
And steers clear of whiskey 'cause it stirs them memories up
And there's a boy from back on that she still won't talk about
If he could talk to her right now
He'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever"
Ask her how's her mom and them, and how's that West Coast weather?
Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry
But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk
I know she won't, and I don't blame her
But if she ever picked it up
I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her
But she quit takin' calls from Tennessee numbers
From Tennessee numbers
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I used to be the one, and now I'm just an 8-6-5
If I could just talk to her, maybe I could change her mind
And I'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever"
Ask her how's her mom and them, and how's that West Coast weather?
Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry
But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk
I know she won't, and I don't blame her
But if she ever picked it up
I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her
But she quit takin' calls from Tennessee numbers
Tennessee numbers