More songs by RONDÉ
Description
Producer: RONDÉ
Producer: Blanks
Mixing Engineer: Cenzo Townshend
Mastering Engineer: Robin Schmidt
Vocalist, Composer Lyricist: Rikki Borgelt
Composer Lyricist: Armel Paap
Composer Lyricist: Sharon Zarr
Composer Lyricist: Cas Oomen
Composer Lyricist: Simon de Wit
Lyrics and translation
Original
You are a master of disguise, spin a web of lies, a pretty face, and I bought it.
I should have known it from the start, you'd tear it all apart. You played a game and you lost it.
You can try all night, ring a thousand times.
You can call my friends, you can call my home, you can call my mom, everyone I know. You can spend every single minute waiting for me at the tone.
Dial all my digits, but if you hit up my phone, it goes to voicemail.
Now you're a nobody to me, just a number on my screen.
Don't hold the line, 'cause you crossed it.
So if you wanna speak to me, I got an answering machine. You can grunt if you need.
You can try all night, ring a thousand times.
You can call my friends, you can call my home, you can call my mom, everyone I know. You can spend every single minute waiting for me at the tone.
Dial all my digits, but if you hit up my phone, it goes to voicemail.
Going straight to voicemail.
It goes to voicemail.
Going straight to voicemail.
You called me number one, then left me second-guessing.
So try me all you want, it's never gonna happen!
You can call my friends, you can call my home, you can call my mom, everyone I know. You can spend every single minute waiting for me at the tone.
Dial all my digits, but if you hit up my phone, it goes to voicemail.
Going straight to voicemail.
It goes to voicemail.
Going straight to voicemail.