You said they all had to go All of the pretty ones from late nights Before, we were so tight And I was so open I gave them up, hopin' We were meant to be Thought It wasn't just the bag Thought you loved me back You thought I had so much to hide Then how come my phone is so dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry I'm back to the streets, but this time I got a phone that's so dry They say the one that points the finger Has a guilty conscience I used to do the most to try to clear up your assumptions Every time I got tempted to touch I put up a wall; I was protecting us (mmmm) But we weren't meant to be Had somebody from your past Guess I shoulda asked And now look who's caught in a lie And I got a phone that's so dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry I so shoulda planned for Goodbye Now I got a phone that's so dry I cut em all off for you I kinda got lost in you Oh, why, why, why... so dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry So Dry I guess I shoulda planned for Good Bye Now I got a phone that's so dry