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

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

You always pick up your phone, asleep
With friends, alone
The weirdest times I call you, you’re there
Glowing, in my dark room
You always pick up your phone