Ryan Adams - Poor Connection lyrics
[Ryan Adams - Poor Connection lyrics]
Remember that day the car pulled up
And I was ready to go
I should've said "just let me out
I wanna go home"
I'm sitting here, it's 2 AM and I am 41
And I feel just like a bad
Cliché that you drunken mumble anyway
Poor connection
Half my life is gone
Bad reception
It'll never let you go
Poor connection
Half my life is gone
I will see you someday
You'll be standing with your kids
I'll still be somewhere in New York
In a basement with my friends
Johnny T is laughing
Some dumb shit that I said
But your best friend knows behind that laugh
You're just sad
Poor connection
The phone is almost dead
Bad reception
And I can still hear what you said
No reflection
It's like I'm almost dead
But you're this picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
Ohhh
Remember that day the car pulled up
And I was ready to go
I should've said "just let me out
I wanna go home"
Now I'm sitting here, it's 2 AM and I am 41
And I feel just like a bad
Cliché that you drunken mumble anyway
Poor connection
Half my life is gone
Bad reception
But I'll never let you go
No reflection
It's like I'm almost dead
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
And I was ready to go
I should've said "just let me out
I wanna go home"
I'm sitting here, it's 2 AM and I am 41
And I feel just like a bad
Cliché that you drunken mumble anyway
Poor connection
Half my life is gone
Bad reception
It'll never let you go
Poor connection
Half my life is gone
I will see you someday
You'll be standing with your kids
I'll still be somewhere in New York
In a basement with my friends
Johnny T is laughing
Some dumb shit that I said
But your best friend knows behind that laugh
You're just sad
Poor connection
The phone is almost dead
Bad reception
And I can still hear what you said
No reflection
It's like I'm almost dead
But you're this picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
Ohhh
Remember that day the car pulled up
And I was ready to go
I should've said "just let me out
I wanna go home"
Now I'm sitting here, it's 2 AM and I am 41
And I feel just like a bad
Cliché that you drunken mumble anyway
Poor connection
Half my life is gone
Bad reception
But I'll never let you go
No reflection
It's like I'm almost dead
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head
You're the picture
Taped to the mirror in my head