Where's My Phone

Where did it go
Where’s my phone
Where’s my phone

Where did I leave
Where’d I go
Where’d I go

A woman always on the street called me a ditch
A ditch on my block, she said
I just want my mind to be a clear glass
Clear glass with nothing in my head

I keep thinking surely somebody will save me
At every turn I learn that no one will
I just want my mind to be a clear glass
Clear glass with nothing instead

Oh where did I leave
Where’d I go
Where’d I go

Where did it go
Where’s my phone
Where’s my phone

If night is like you punched a hole into tomorrow
I would fuck the hole all night long
I’ll stay out until my mind is like a clear glass
Clear glass with nothing going on

Or like a bug floating in the melted amber
Of a citronella candle
I will float until my mind is like a wax
Clear wax melted in the dome
Clear wax melted in the dome