My Phone Knows

What's wrong with me?

I can't find my symptoms on Web MD

Accidentally said your name out loud, and now

I'm getting ads for therapy

There's no cure on the internet

Searching how to forget an ex

But I'm not ready to erase you yet

I think my phone can tell when I'm sad at night

I swear my data knows you're still on my mind

Cause all my ads turn into relationship advice

I think the algorithm's right

My phone knows I'm not over you

I'm not over you

Drove past your street

And your address comes right up on my home screen

I was on my way to find a new place, with new faces

But maps knows exactly where I'd rather be

There's no cure on the internet

Searching how to forget an ex

But I'm not ready to erase you yet

I think my phone can tell when I'm sad at night

I swear my data knows you're still on my mind

Cause all my ads turn into relationship advice

I think the algorithm's right

My phone knows I'm not over you

I'm not over you

You know

Not over you, not over you, not over you yeah yeah

Not over you, not over you, not over you yeah yeah