It was hotter than Atlanta
When you fell out of a camera
We were melting on the pavement
I was too afraid to say it
When you asked me what my name was
Because I thought that you were famous
I couldn't tell if you were staying in
When you got my information
If you never wanted me to call you back,
Why did you give me your telephone number?
How could you do me so dirty like that?
Why did you give me your telephone number?
I was shaking like a promise
I could never keep honest
You were holding down the sidewalk
Just doubling down on double talk
And then you flicked me away like your American Spirit
Now you're blowing smoke and I ain't trying to hear it
It floats into the clouds and it comes back as rain
Just because you said it once don't mean it goes away
If you never wanted me to call you back,
Why did you give me your telephone number?
How could you do me so dirty like that?
Why did you give me your telephone...
Number me as just another
Falling star beyond the thunder
Hung up here to sparkle in your eye
So when you're out there in the darkness
Lost in all of your red carpets
Look up darling, I was made to shine
If you never wanted me to call you back,
Why did you give me your telephone number?
How could you do me so dirty like that?
Why did you give me your telephone number?