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