Don't know who the hell I should call When I lose all the fingers on my right hand Check my phone to see your little dot She's sitting on her own in the woods And you're not here, I'm alone You're not here, I'm alone All alone Looking at the pictures on my telephone Context lost Must've slipped out back When my old man was losing my name Don't know who to call or who to blame Mmmm But you're not here, I'm alone You're not here, I'm alone All alone Looking at the pictures on my telephone Outside I can hear the hammers talking They berate every nail as they pound them to the wall But I ain't got no pity for the nail Been feeling sick and sad while I roam Hoping some hammer might come and drive me home But you're not here, I'm alone You're not here, I'm alone You're not here, I'm alone All alone Looking at the pictures on my telephone