(Travis Tritt)

You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone

Now you're sorry, you're lonesome and scared

And you say you'd be happy if I you could just come back home

Well, here's a quarter, call someone who cares

Call someone who'll listen, or might give a damn

Maybe one of your sorted affairs

But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lies

Here's a quarter, call someone who cares

Girl, I thought what we had could never turn bad

So your leavin' caught me unaware

But the fact is you've run...girl, that can't be undone

So here's a quarter, call someone who cares

Call someone who'll listen, or might give a damn

Maybe one of your sorted affairs

But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lies

Here's a quarter, call someone who cares

Yeah, here's a quarter, call someone who cares