Old Phone

I found my old phone today

In a box that I had hidden away

Nostalgia tryin' to lead me astray

Maybe I'll unwrite some wrongs

I charged the battery again

Combinations 'cause my passcode had changed

Opened up and saw familiar names

Now I wonder where they've gone

Conversations with my dead friends

Messages from all my exes

I kinda think that this was best left

In the past, where it belongs

I feel an overwhеlming sadness

Of all the friends I do not havе left

Seeing how my family has fractured

Growin' up and movin' on

I found my old phone today

Arguments that I try to keep at bay

The ones who love me, I just push them away

Couldn't tell the difference from the leeches

My closed hand still holds some mates

But if I'm open, it gets smaller day by day

I can't tell if it is pleasure or pain

Tryin' to keep within my remit

Conversations with my dead friends

Messages from all my exes

I kinda think that this was best left

There in the past, where it belongs

I feel an overwhelming sadness

Of all the friends I do not have left

Seeing how my family has fractured

Growin' up and movin' on

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

I found my old phone today

So full of love, yet so full of hate

I put it back inside there from whence it came

Nothing good will come from regretting

Conversations with my dead friends

Messages from all my exes

I kinda think that this was best left

There in the past, where it belongs

I feel an overwhelming sadness

Of all the friends I do not have left

Seeing how my family has fractured

Growin' up and movin' on

I found my old phone today