when did it happen
i still can't recall it
life wasn't enough
until after i typed it

tell me a secret
i still won't believe it
'til after you shot it
'til you make it public

and you said, elizabeth
i am just phoning it in
quite literally
i lost the poetry
texting without feeling
a song without meaning
a dog without a bone
i'm talking without speaking
together, alone
together

my brain is connected to my hand is connected to my phone
one more photo of a wedding or a picture perfect home

lying in bed
late in the evening
you're never alone even when you are sleeping
my brain is connected to my hand is connected to my phone

i fell in love with a boy on the screen
he looked so real in my digital dream
i heard the sound of a bluebird singing a song
closed my eyes when i woke he was already gone
flesh and blood when i look at the sun
not just a fact, but a figure to become
closed my eyes all the people were singing
i once wrote a song to the sound of your heartbeat
da dum dum da dum dum
do you remember the feeling?
da dum dum da dum dum
of a true heart beat

do you ever think that you're too young to be complaining 'bout your memory
i've often wondered
do you ever think that you're too young to be forgetting where to go
i've often wondered

does your potential make you feel bitter?
throw your computer in the hudson river
oh, my brain is connected to my hand is connected to my phone

'cause no one stops anymore
always ready for that next big thing
no one rests anymore
always searching for that new beginning

so worried about what could be missing
that we miss out on the life we're living
and the kiss you're about to give me now
and the kiss you're about to give me
now, now, now, now

i fell in love with a boy on the screen
he looked so real in my digital dream
i heard the sound of the bluebird singing a song
closed my eyes when i woke he was already gone
flesh and blood when i look at the sun
not just a fact, but a figure to become
closed my eyes all the people were singing
i once wrote a song to the sound of your heartbeat
la da da da da da da
the sound of your heartbeat
la da da da da da
the sound of your heartbeat

too tired to speak
to bored to go home
too apathetic to listen
too brash to be bold
i think i'm just phoning it in
and i don't even know it
let's all yawn in unison
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