[Verse 1]
Last night, I thought about faking a pocket dial
To hear that old familiar voice that I ain't heard in a while
You bought a brownstone in Brooklyn the last I heard
I wish I had the balls to be the one to call you first
Alright, two, three

[Chorus]
'Cause I still think about you as the better days
I wish that I could say all that much about me changed
I drink until your memory starts to fade
And my mind's erased

[Verse 2]
Last night, I thought about faking a pocket dial
I told myself I'd put it off until the morning comes
Then I wondered if you'd even pick it up (Pick it up)
Or would those old outdated dial tones confirm the end of us

[Chorus]
'Cause I still think about you as the better days
I wish that I could say all that much about me changed
I drink until your memory starts to fade
And my mind's erased

[Post-Chorus]
Woo-hoo-hoo, woo-hoo-hoo, until my mind's erased
Woo-hoo-hoo, woo-hoo-hoo, until my mind's erased
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Bridge]
Not a text, not a call (Not a call)
I drown myself in all these ain't right, late night pints of alcohol
Not a text (Not a text), no, not a call (No, not a call)
I wonder if you even think about my sorry ass at all

[Chorus]
'Cause I still think about you as the better days (Better days)
I wish that I could say all that much about me changed
I drink until your memory starts to fade (Fade)
And my mind's erased

[Post-Chorus]
Woo-hoo-hoo, woo-hoo-hoo, until my mind's erased
Woo-hoo-hoo, woo-hoo-hoo, until my mind's erased