Campfire - Missing Out

You’re on the phone again, what are you touchin’?
I guess there’s not much in this room for the two us
You’re wired in and I take it on the chin
I just roll over and try not to make a fuss

Deep in your deepest contact list
Is there a face that makes you keep me waiting?
Wouldn’t care if I were shakin’ a fist, baby
I guess I’ll just keep contemplating why

The white nights with a screen in your eyes, ring the warning bells
You say you don’t wanna miss out
I say you’re missing out on something else
The white nights with a screen in your eyes
You substitute your dreams
With images of magic pixels underneath cold hard screens

Pretty and daring, location sharing
Oft-distracted mademoiselle
Unaware I’m staring at her as she’s tearing
My heart apart, cell by cell

She’s social addict, though not the only sailor
Of the endless sea of pointless posts
Deep inside, we’re all afraid of
Missing out on what matters most

The white nights with a screen in your eyes, ring the warning bells
You say you don’t wanna miss out
I say you’re missing out on something else
The white nights with a screen in your eyes
You substitute your dreams
With images of magic pixels underneath lifeless screens

The white nights with a screen in your eyes, ring the warning bells
You say you don’t wanna miss out
I say you’re missing out on something else
The white nights with a screen in your eyes
You substitute your dreams
With images of magic pixels underneath cold hard screens

You’re on the phone again, what are you touchin’?
I guess there’s not much in this room without you
Are you alienating the next guy too?
Have mercy for the man who’s bored beside you