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