James Figurine - 55566688833 lyrics

My phone's got a camera, it's built right in But it's hard to keep the dirt and grease off the lens The last time we were happy seems so long ago now I tried to take a picture but it didn't come out And the messages sent are almost as blurred Like cryptic Prince titles to songs no one's heard If we keep this up, things will never get better When we disagree we fight in capital letters I have to type eleven numbers into my cell phone Just to make it spell 'love' So I usually don't And it takes up fifteen digits to spell out 'goodbye' But if I leave out the 'good' I can save us some time 55566688833 L-O-V-E My throat's a little sore after last night's events You were somewhere doing something I was out with my friends You wrote just to ask if I was having fun And I guess I didn't text you back quite fast enough So when I got home you were awake in the den There were tears in your eyes, the lights were dimmed I turned off my phone, you did the same And we fought face-to-face like it was the 90s again I have to type eleven numbers into my cell phone Just to make it spell 'love' So I usually don't And it takes up fifteen digits to spell out 'goodbye' But if I leave out the 'good' I can save us some time (x2) 55566688833 L-O-V-E