New Number Blues

Phone on silent, face in the glass Bathroom light

flickering, watching it pass

My old number's got a new name now

Left a text about a place that they never went

Trying to claim a block they never spent

Looking in the mirror at the bad lighting

Insecure glam, yeah we kept on fighting (hah)

We shine so bright under dusty screens (yeah) Living off of things

we don't really mean

Call the old line,

hear a stranger speak

Glitter on the floor and the knees get weak

One static shot filmed straight from the hip

Wet tiles, gold rings,

trying not to slip They paint a picture of a life so

grand While holding sand in a shaking hand (no,

no)

We shine so bright under dusty screens (yeah) Living off of things

we don't really mean

Call the old line,

hear a stranger speak

Glitter on the floor and the knees get weak

Just a phone on silent

Flicker in the mirror (shh)