I can put my lipstick on and blow kisses like creepy dudes
I'm working on my impression of someone who barely ever misses you
I'm gonna shake my nonexistent ass to a shitty song
You can check the definition, I'm not unhinged, I'm just having fun

And baby, I am drunk-dialling you
And baby, I am drunk-dialling you
What's left to lose?

I'm gonna put my new rocks on and get into the groove
I should've been your baby doll, but sugar, I was born to lose
And I'll admit my current dress code is straight out of the cemetery
But when I get back to my best, you won't ever take your hands off me
You'll see

And baby, I am drunk-dialling you
And baby, I am drunk-dialling you
I am drunk-dialling you
I am drunk-dialling you

I thought about crying over you
I thought about lying alone in my bathroom
I thought about driving to your house 'cause I don't know what else to do
But I'll keep you warm if you let me be your

Baby, I am drunk-dialling you
And baby, I am drunk-dialling you
I am drunk-dialling you
I am drunk-dialling you
I am drunk-dialling you