Streetlights humming like they know my name, Cheap cassette dreams in a dead-end frame, We were ghosts in the glow of a parking lot, Trying to be something that we’re probably not. Your voice cut through like a distant radio, Half of what you said I didn’t need to know, But I stayed for the sound, not the words you meant— Yeah, I stayed for the buzz and the accident. And it feels like a moment you can’t outrun, Like a midnight drive with no place to come from— We were static in the summer air, Fading signals everywhere, Hold it close but it slips right through— Nothing ever stays with you. We were shadows in a Polaroid, Half remembered, half destroyed, If it breaks, let it fall apart— Just another echo in the dark. Backseat rhythm and a worn-out map, Every wrong turn pulling us off track, You said “don’t think twice, just let it ride”— So I let it go and I stayed inside. There’s a blur where the truth should be, Like a scratched-up film of you and me, And I don’t know why but it feels alright— Just to disappear for a while tonight. Yeah, it’s gone before you even begin, Like a worn-out tape you can’t rewind again— We were static in the summer air, Fading signals everywhere, Hold it close but it slips right through— Nothing ever stays with you. We were shadows in a Polaroid, Half remembered, half destroyed, If it breaks, let it fall apart— Just another echo in the dark. Maybe we were never really there, Just a flicker in electric air, Every second slipping out of time— Never yours and never mine. We were static in the summer air, Burning out without a care, Every moment bending out of view— Nothing ever stays with you. We were shadows in a Polaroid, Beautiful and paranoid, If it breaks, let it fall apart— Just another echo in the dark.
