Louis Cole
Phone
You always pick up your phone, asleep, with friends, alone
The weirdest times I call you, you’re there, glowing, in my dark room
I don’t always understand the things I do
Maybe it’s best if I never figure out the truth
Learned the names of all your stuffed animals
In too deep now everywhere I feel the bedroom walls
Never be desperate they always said
But getting something while you’re desperate feels the best
You always pick up your phone, asleep, with friends, alone
The weirdest times I call you, you’re there, glowing, in my dark room
From Letras Mania