VERSE 1
His palms are empty
Cab’s here, bags are ready
He’s clawin’ on his sweater and dreading
that off we’re heading
He’s nervous
cause on the surface
he looks dressed and ready,
with his Cell PHONE
But he keeps on forgetting
where he’s thrown it down
and He won’t go before it’s found
He pokes all around,
in couches and on the ground
and He’s frozen now.
Everyone’s out smokin now
The clock’s run out
The damn phone’s nowhere. How?
He tracks back to the living room
Ope, There goes wiggle room
Ope, that’s bro’s habit. He
holds us all back when he
won’t let go passively
No he goes at it. He
knows we’re so mad and it
shows he’s so scattered. He
owns this whole pattern is
old And so he casually
jokes that-he’s so bad with his
Mobile phone. That’s when it’s
Back to the cab
To Recap His whole rap-sheet
And hope to adapt to the
happenstance. Tho We told him
CHORUS
You’re gonna
lose your cell phone
the moment, you want it
We told you
You better never let it go
You only had one job,
To not lose your fancy phone
So maybe you-need-to
move back to a Landline
You’re gonna
lose your cell phone
the moment, you want it
We told you
You better never let it go
You only had one job,
To not lose your fancy phone
So maybe you-need-to
move back to a Landline
VERSE 2
Steps retracing
Through the zones of misplacing
No word on time, while we’re waiting
And here’s the thing:
He could find order
He’s no hoarder
Afford a time for storing
That isn’t now-when-we
chose-to-go out-and-he
Only goes harder,
He only grows bothered
And throws shit all over
He knows it’s all on him
And fo-mo grows right as
He knows ‘at-the show started
Cost some rows, and god only
knows by now how many
homes he’s bom-barded, with
phone woes due to his
A.D.D. fodder.
And hold the boat cause
there goes the regatta.
His bros don’t want him no more,
we forgot him
We moved right Onto
the show. We chose,
I suppose, that we owe nada
and so the phone opera
unfolds, I’m told
he don’t even know we’ve departed
So the hunT goes on
Da-dum di-um
CHORUS
You’re gonna
lose your cell phone
the moment, you want it
We told you
You better never let it go
You only had one job,
To not lose your fancy phone
So maybe you-need-to
move back to a Landline
You’re gonna
lose your cell phone
the moment, you want it
We told you
You better never let it go
You only had one job,
To not lose your fancy phone
So maybe you-need-to
move back to a Landline
VERSE 3
No more games.
I’m enraged that he won’t change
Tore this god-forsaken house up
Like Nicolas cage
I was sayin-in the beginn-in
How RUDE it plays
I’ve been stood up and
without a clue for days
But I kept fighting
White knightin’
Despite times where
Best believe I’d rather leave him
and ride bikes there
All the waiting time
Amplified-by the
Fact that I
can’t rely on nights I’m his
Ride. And I
can’t deny we might fight there
in light of the time scramblin
But dammit, he might stand
to plan if it’s my rideshare
And this slow movement,
Ya know what, it’s my nightmare
This is my time and
he’s making it so hard
And it’s getting
even harder Tryna
even bother to
BE. RUSHED.
We don’t wanna cause up
a scene
bringing the drama
when we’re screamin’ on him
days he’s gonna wanna lead us ON.
izit too much
For him to leave it
All in SPOT ?
Another day of
forgotten things gotten me
To the point.
I might just bail and watch
Him forced to take some knocks
Or set up a salient spot
Unless he chose his only
other fuckin’ option:
Mail and CLOCKS
And it’s getting
even harder Tryna
even bother to
BE. RUSHED.
We don’t wanna cause up
a scene
bringing the drama
when we’re screamin’ on him
days he’s gonna wanna lead us ON.
izit too much
For him to leave it
All in SPOT ?
Another day of
forgotten things gotten me
To the point.
I might just bail and watch
Him forced to take some knocks
Or set up a salient spot
Unless he chose his only
other fuckin’ option:
Mail and CLOCKS
Bro, I love you but this
failure’s got to go.
I cannot grow old with phones forgot.
So here we go, it’s your shot.
Set sail or not
This may be the only
opportunity that you got
CHORUS
You’re gonna
lose your cell phone
the moment, you want it
We told you
You better never let it go
You only had one job,
To not lose your fancy phone
So maybe you-need-to
move back to a Landline
You’re gonna
lose your cell phone
the moment, you want it
We told you
You better never let it go
You only had one job,
To not lose your fancy phone
So maybe you-need-to
move back to a Landline