Do I exist when I'm not active?
Without my phone, I am a shell
A spectre selling all my secrets
To strangers, like show and tell
It's too late
It's too much
I can't take
The silence
Look away from your Goddamn screen
Words can't lift me now
Staring up at a cloudless sky
And asking where the sun is
Do I know you
Do you know me
You don't have to
To see I'm lonely
It's too late
It's too much
I can't take
The silence
I'll do what I want to
Do what I need to
To get through the next day
To get to the next year