In the corner, on my phone
I just wish I could go home
But I'm too drunk for the bus
And I've used up all my luck
I just wish I could be you,
Never there and underused
You missed the loop by like a mile
And that always was your style
My phone will die
At some future point in time
I can't forget to text goodnight
I can't forget to say goodnight
I'm afraid I'll never leave
You always told me to be brief
I had never learned a thing
Until you taught me how to sing
At this point I must step out
Maybe sober up somehow
Stop the fire in my chest
Find a couch and get some rest
My phone will die
At some future point in time
I can't forget to text goodnight
I can't forget to say goodnight
I will see you in the morning
If I make it home by then
Trapped under this hardwood floor
I miss the days when we were pure
I will see you in the morning
If I make it home by then
Trapped under this hardwood floor
I miss the days when we were pure
My phone will die
At some future point in time
I can't forget to text goodnight
I can't forget to say goodnight
My phone will die
At some future point in time
I can't forget to text goodnight
I can't forget to say goodnight