Phones

Fifteen, passenger van with a faulty

Taking you to the things that I forget

All the faces of my friends

All the places are

Every time I go away

It gets harder to leave you, babe

Everywhere I go, I've been there before

And I'm so tired of phones and losing your voice

Fifteen-hundred eighty miles from your bed

All these hardening thoughts fill my head

How many nights of mediocre shows?

How many fights and arguments on phones?

Every time I go away

It gets harder to leave you, babe

Everywhere I go I've been there before

I'm so tired of phones and losing your voice

Every time I go away

It gets harder to leave you, babe

And everywhere I go I've been there before

And I'm so tired of phones and losing your voice