Track 10 of the album Everyone Gets a Trophy · 2019
Your Number's Still in My Old Phone
“A dead phone in a drawer and your number still in it. Fast and sad, the way we do it.”
punk · punk · nostalgic punk · 2:32
Lyrics
Found my old phone in a drawer Dead battery, cracked in the corner Plugged it in and it lit right up Your name was still there We used to text all night long Dumb jokes and bad songs Then you got busy, I got busy And the days just slipped on by I am not mad, I am not sad I just miss the friend I had Your number's still in my old phone I'm pressing call, I'm not alone Hey, it's me, remember me Let's play a loud song, just like we did Your number's still in my old phone Pick up, pick up, I'm coming home It rang and rang and then you said Hello, is that really you I laughed so hard I dropped the phone You laughed too I am not mad, I am not sad We just missed the friend we had Your number's still in my old phone I'm pressing call, I'm not alone Hey, it's me, remember me Let's play a loud song, just like we did Your number's still in my old phone Pick up, pick up, I'm coming home Two chords, three chords, who cares Meet me at the skate park stairs Bring your guitar, bring your hat We can be kids again after that Your number's still in my old phone I'm pressing call, I'm not alone Hey, it's me, remember me Let's play a loud song, just like we did Your number's still in my old phone Pick up, pick up, I'm coming home Pick up, pick up, I'm coming home