Verse:
On the phone again
Mike can’t wait to get on his phone again
The lights come up and it’s already in his hands
Mike can’t wait to get on his phone again
Verse:
Thanks AT&T
Practice just ain’t like it used to be
Playing drums but keeping up on his fantasy golf league
Oh look Mike’s on his fucking phone again
Bridge:
On his phone again
If it’s Holly, Colin, or work, they can wait a minute
If it’s golfing friends
You can bet he’ll answer before the song is even finished, song diminished
Verse:
On the phone again
Mike’s already on his phone again
Can’t start the next song before his text messages get sent
Mike’s making chocolate on his phone again
Verse:
Just beating things
Making noise pretending he can sing
Twirling sticks around and hoping they’ll grow wings
Mike’s avoiding playing fills again
Bridge:
On the phone again
Wearing cargo shorts in the middle of Feburary
And his high black socks
Like he’s some nerd that got lost going to the library, kinda scary…