Hey, Dianne Could you pick up the phone? Oh, 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 Locked myself in this phone booth Read your number out loud Now, I'm waiting it out (Alright guys, you know the words You ready?) If I lay here long enough, maybe the bugs will eat me whole If I stay here long enough, maybe the night would 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 pack and a half a day To this e-cigarette 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 And I know I never listened I wasn't there for you enough I'm a fuck up (That first time was good, but I know we can sing it louder) If I lay here long enough, maybe the bugs will eat me whole And 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 ♪ I had a dream that I, I flew back North And the plane went down before we hit New York You didn't come to the funeral You didn't come to the funeral I hope you'd come to the funeral I hope you'd come to the funeral Hey, Dianne