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

Everytime 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?

Everytime 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

Everytime 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