Two Phones

It doesn't matter how many times you tell me that I'm out of my mind

I'll tell you otherwise

I'm not one to cry over every little thing

Over every little thing

But it's so hard being a stranger to myself

Maybe I'll start reaching out for help

I got two phones, I still feel alone

I still feel alone

I got too stoned, I'm not coming home

I'm not coming home

I'm eating my words, I'm full on truth

I've got issues I'm working through

A feeling I can't shake, being stuck on you

I'm stuck on you, I'm stuck on you

But it's so hard being a stranger to myself

Maybe I'll start reaching out for help

I got two phones, I still feel alone

I still feel alone

I got too stoned, I'm not coming home

I'm not coming home

It's so hard being a stranger to myself

It's so hard reaching out for help

I'm done being a stranger to myself

Maybe I'll start reaching out for help

I got two phones, I still feel alone

I still feel alone

I got too stoned, I'm not coming home

I'm not coming home