Leather Jacket

Arkells

Hey

A hundreds of stories before I showed up
If they'd tell them to me, and pull photos up
And they're all connected like a pair of handcuffs
No one seemed effected that everyone had fucked
But there was a softness, some kind of understanding (understating)
Those 2 AM decisions, always shakey landings
And no one ever knew what could be demanded (be demanded)
Maybe it's the cards, the card that she was handed

You called me up from a pay phone
I said hang tight, I can drive you home
I pulled on up and with a southern accent
I offered you my dad's leather jacket, yeah

I met her at a party, she'd come straight from work
Complained that the regulars were all a bunch of jerks
She always looked tired, she dazzled as a drunk
She even pulled off her stupid haircut
She said, I don't need a sponsor or the best lover
Some man that sees me as some fixer-upper
The last few years meant I've been running for cover (running)
Trying to sleep so I can visit my mother

You called me up from a pay phone
I said hang tight, I can drive you home
I pulled on up and with a southern accent
I offered you my dad's leather jacket

When times were tough in the worst years
We never knew how to interfere
And now you're back and just unpacking
Those bruised up takers you keep attracting

In September when it goes off, like some goddamn alarm clock
And it hits her like a third shot, conversations, she just stares off
There's no longer a voice calling, when she goes out, saying
"I'll be up waiting for you"

You called me up from a pay phone
I said hang tight, I can drive you home
I pulled on up and with a southern accent
I offered you my dad's leather jacket

When times were tough in the worst years
We never knew how to interfere
And now you're back and just unpacking
Those bruised up takers you keep attracting

You called me up from a pay phone
Ooh
You called me up from a pay phone
Ooh
You called me up from a pay phone
Ooh
You called me up from a pay phone

And I said, who the fuck uses a payphone?