Addicted to My Phone

Yeah

I'm just trying to find peace

Yeah

It's like, I don't even know

I'm addicted to my phone because I'm tryna escape

All of the pain that I feel, I keep running away

Somebody asked the other day

How you depressed, and you a Christian?

You supposed to love God, I don't get it

And that's the problem

Most people hide behind religion

And when you speak your truth

Most people don't wanna listen

I talk about the pain, 'cause what I'm going through is real

And my relationship with God is the way that I learned to heal

We should talk about the things that we're too afraid to share

Wish we would stop pushing away the ones who really care

I really want love, but I struggle with abandonment

People come and go

And I'm trying to learn how to handle it

Way too many exes don't wanna know who's next

It's hard to let go when you hold on to regrets

Cards to my chest

I don't wanna be exposed

But I'm writing you this song as the key to my soul

So, here we go

If I'm real

I'm addicted to anything that will bring me peace

I ain't saying that it's right

I'm just trying to find a way to cope

Yeah

Look

Why has my phone become the only place I seem to feel safe?

In a crowd full of people, I'm so quick to escape

Why do I scroll just to focus on the things that I hate

Compare myself to other people who could never relate

But they look happy

And I know it ain't all real

But just because I know it

It don't change the way I feel

Trying not to text my ex

We so toxic together

Old habits die hard when you wanna feel better

I want peace

I wanna feel love without somebody changing me

Looking in the mirror, want to love what I see

Wanna know that you got options but you only choosing me

Want that happy ever after, this was always supposed to be

Type of love that you never want to leave

But I can't expect from you what I never giving to me

Trying to learn to love the good, and the ugliest parts of me

So I can open up my heart, and give somebody all of me, uh

So I guess the only thing is, is that, I'm trying to figure it out

Just like everybody else

I mean I've got good days

Sometimes, really bad days, but

I wanna learn how to love you

With all of me

The broken, the bruised

I want you to see everything

So you can love me for who I really am