Gone

You're blowing up my phone but I've misplaced my motivation

In this staring contest with the bedroom wall

The voices in my head are stuck in conversation

And I feel myself starting to dissolve

I don't know what you see in me

When we try to talk I ramble on and on and on

My brakes give out on suburban streets

I'm also driving fast and then I'm gone

You're out at sea and I'm treading shallow water

Afraid of gators and snakes