There's a lump at the back of my throat
And my vision is blurry from staring too long
At this box that reflects all my fears
It tells me the things it thinks I want to hear
I'm just looking for silence, my dear
'Cause I'm all out of sync
And I'm sick of my phone
Telling me what to think
I just wanna go home
But I can't remember the way back to you
There's a thought at the back of my head
Where I used to sit quiet at the end of the bed
With nothing before me but space
Seems foreign to me now as my heart starts to race
And I reach for that blue light escape
Oh, I reach for that blue light escape
'Cause I'm all out of sync
And I'm sick of my phone
Telling me what to think
I just wanna go home
But I can't remember the way back to you
The way back to you
The way back to you
