I used to love the sunrise. Like it meant something. Now it just feels like exposure. 5:17. Fifth Street. I don’t even know why I remember that. Your car smelled like cheap vanilla That air freshener from the gas station on 9th We were parked behind that liquor store On Fifth Street with the busted security light 5:17 glowing on the dashboard Radio dead, city half-asleep You said the sky looks softer that early Like it’s got secrets it won’t keep Frost on the windshield I drew a line through it with my thumb You kissed me before I could think straight Before I could tell myself to run Light started climbing the buildings Like it was coming to check on us You looked different in it And I should’ve known that was enough I used to love the sunrise, how it warmed my skin That one hit different — like it knew where I’d been Now like a vampire it burns me time and time again Every dawn feels like Fifth Street Like I stayed too long in that backseat I used to run toward that golden line Now I flinch when it comes in You had that scar on your wrist Said it was from a fence when you were young I didn’t ask the second time Didn’t wanna know what you’d done You said I made you feel steady That word sat heavy in my chest Truth is I liked being needed More than I liked being honest By the time the sun cleared the skyline Mascara starting to fade I remember thinking This is either love — or a mistake I just made City waking up around us No more hiding in the dark It wasn’t love turning on me It was me missing the mark You said I was different — you always say that Said I was steady — I was just scared to react You like broken boys, don’t act like you don’t Call it “potential” while you peel them back slow I stayed out past sunrise like it proved something Like love’s just a habit you get drunk on Like if we ignore the light it won’t judge us But it does — it does — it does Don’t look at me like I’m the villain You knew what you were doing You knew I’d stay You knew I’d burn Yolanda. Yeah. I said it. You knew I’d call it fate. I ain’t mad at the sun. I’m mad I still remember your name when it comes up. I used to love the sunrise (Used to.) I thought it meant something (Something.) I trusted you with daylight (I trusted you.) Said it was the sun that burned me (Burned me.) But it was you— (It was you all along.) I used to love the sunrise, how it warmed my skin Now it just reminds me who I was back then Like a vampire reaching for something he can’t defend Every dawn feels like 5:17 Standing in that light again I don’t hate the daylight I just hate I let you in I used to love the sunrise, how it warmed my skin That one hit different — like it knew where I’d been Now like a vampire it burns me time and time again I used to love the sunrise, how it warmed my skin That one hit different — like it knew where I’d been Now like a vampire it burns me time and time again
