Lyrics One Phone Call - The Night Game

One Phone Call

It’s been a long day
Walking sideways
You’re outta your league
Blood on your white shoes
Them boys are bad news
That side of the street
You can find the needle in the hay
But never learned to walk
If you finally run outta gas
Or you just wanna talk
I’ve been where you’ve been
And thick skin still bleeds
When it hits the sidewalk
And if you’re ever in trouble
I’ll be your one phone call
When you come outta darkness
I’m here to break your fall
Ooh, and I know it well
'Cause I might’ve been there once or twice before
In the black of night
I hope you find my front door
And through it all
If you’re ever in trouble
I’ll be your one phone call
Back in the old days
The cold days
The salt in the straw
I was up to no good
Out on the hardwood
The lock in the jaw
I could trip over my two left feet
Better than anyone
And I know you think you’re alone
And up against the gun
I’ve been where you been
And thick skin still bleeds
You’re not the only one
I’ll be your one phone call
It’s been a long day
Walking sideways
(I'll be your one phone call)
Blood on your white shoes
Them boys are bad news
(I'll be your one phone call)
Mmh, you can find the needle in the hay
But never learned to walk
Well, I’ll be your one phone call
If you finally run outta gas
Or you just wanna talk, let’s talk
I’ll be your one phone call
And if you’re ever in trouble
I’ll be your one phone call
When you come outta darkness
I’m here to break your fall
Ooh, and I know it well
'Cause I might’ve been there once or twice before
In the black of night
I hope you find my front door
And through it all
If you’re ever in trouble
I’ll be your one phone call
(I'll be your one phone call)