Leather Jacket

[Intro] Hey! [Verse 1] Hundreds of stories Before I showed up They'd tell them to me And pull photos up They're all connected Like a pair of handcuffs No one seemed affected That everyone is fucked But there was a softness Some kind of understanding Those 2am decisions Always shaky landings And no one ever knew What could be demanded Maybe it's the cards The cards that she was handed [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 But she dazzled as a drunk She even pulled off That stupid hair cut She said, "I don't need a sponsor Or the best lover Just a man that sees me As some fixer-upper The last few years I've been running for cover Trying to sleep So I can visit my mother" [Chorus] [Bridge] 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 [Verse 3] In September When it goes off Like some god damn Alarm clock And he 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" [Chorus] [Bridge] [Outro] You call me up from a pay phone (x4) And I said, "Who the fuck uses a pay phone?"