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 **** 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 clear wax

Clear wax melted in the dome

Clear wax melted in the dome