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Campus After Midnight (Claire POV) - goth raw

[Verse 1] Lecture hall empty except for us You kiss me quiet every time I talk too much Half my notes are covered in your name Blue ink hearts that I pretend aren’t there Projector glow against your varsity green God, you look dangerous under fluorescent beams You pull me down into your lap like sin And suddenly I can’t remember where I’ve been [Pre-Chorus] Elevator mirrors catching every breath My lipstick stained across your neck I should leave (out the door) Instead I press the button for another floor [Chorus] Whole damn campus sleeping (Living in the secret we've been keeping ) your mouth turns my name into a confession Empty classrooms, tangled limbs Skipping every line I highlighted for him Library shadows, fingertips Saintclair daughter losing it Your hands make heaven feel close enough Under all that neon dust [Verse 2] Library stacks, your breath on my skin Good girls don’t sneak around like this But your hands slide slow beneath my coat And every warning in my head goes up in smoke Stadium lights still glowing at two Silver halos falling over you Bleachers cold against the back of my thighs While the whole city disappears from my mind [Pre-Chorus] You laugh low Tell me “stay a little longer” Somehow the pull to you is stronger And I swear the night itself bends for us (We're living for this rush ) [Chorus] Whole damn campus sleeping While your hands are teaching me religion Empty hallways, racing pulse Praying nobody sees the way I melt Library shadows, fingertips Saintclair daughter losing it Silver halos on your skin You pull me closer in the bleachers again [Bridge] Your varsity jacket around my shoulders Neon rain making the windows blur You say “Claire” like it’s sacred And suddenly maybe it is [Final Chorus] Whole damn campus sleeping While your mouth turns my name into a confession Empty classrooms, tangled limbs Love letters hidden in my margin notes for him Library shadows, fingertips Perfect girl unraveling Your hands make heaven feel close enough Under all that neon dust Sin is sacred here between us You're turning me religious