[Verse 1] You’re talking pressure like it’s nothing at all I’m watching your mouth while you explain the sidewall Something about the edge, something about control I hear every word, but I’m losing the thread as you go You say the compound changes everything underneath I say keep talking, just a little slower to me [Pre-Chorus] We can keep calling this technical While the room says otherwise [Chorus] Tyre talk, low and slow All that torque in your voice You say grip, you say pressure Like I still have a choice Tyre talk, after dark Every word lands somewhere You keep talking about traction I’m barely listening now [Verse 2] You’re making a case for a little more bite I’m making a case for staying right here all night You talk about balance, the way something should move How much to hold and how much you should let loose Hard question You answer slowly I stop listening [Pre-Chorus] We can keep calling this technical While the room says otherwise [Chorus] Tyre talk, low and slow All that torque in your voice You say grip, you say pressure Like I still have a choice Tyre talk, after dark Every word lands somewhere You keep talking about traction I’m barely listening now [Bridge] Maybe it’s pressure Maybe it’s heat Maybe it’s the way you say You need a little give underneath You keep talking tyres I keep watching your eyes The room gets quieter Neither of us asks why [Break] Talk to me Torque to me Slowly [Final Chorus] Tyre talk, low and slow All that torque in your voice You say grip, you say pressure Like I still have a choice Tyre talk, after dark Every word lands somewhere You keep talking about traction I’m not listening anymore [Outro] We can keep calling this technical While the room says otherwise