Automatic Tools

Automatic tools, they are on the loose
I’ve not come across, a single one that I would trust
You look so much nicer, when you put away your phone
But then no one will see you, that’s where I belong
My pipeline is filled with too many thoughts and too many drinks
I cannot find the line to ask you for your time

I will quit the whining and I’ll walk into the flames
I wait for your answer while there is ice inside the rain

I’ve set a reminder, to help me recall when
It is time for me, to call you up again
You much prefer me when, I text you when I can
But you are pissed off, when I call your bluff
The voice message I’ve sent, has vanished in the land
Of bits and of bytes, I just want to hold your hand

Automatic tools, automatic tools
Automatic tools, automatic tools

Every chance I get, I vanish in my head
But when the internet is down, I can see you frown
Some girls that I meet, will camp out in the field
Just to clear their heads, they neglect their beds
I don’t need to think, I will not click that link
Even if I don’t win the 100 million

I will quit the whining and I’ll walk into the flames
I wait for your answer while there is ice inside the rain
Can you spare a thought inside the tent where you start
To put away your phone, because the battery died down