[Verse 1] Your sister’s Honda still parked by the laundromat Keys in the visor since July I check every Tuesday Tell myself I’m not stalking Just passing by The soap flakes on the seat like dandruff from some nervous god You said love was easy—then you left the tank on E and took the back roads [Chorus] Roll front the edge to down the town Yeah That’s your mantra in a cracked leather wallet Where your ex’s photo stares through a Sharpie’d-out face I drive that loop behind slow tractors Windows down Hoping you left a trace In the static between stations In the hiss of rain on pavement But all I get’s this dead-end hum and a motel receipt that says “no vacancy” in cursive [Verse 2] I found your dog yesterday—yapping at mailboxes Leash still coiled around a fence post He growled Then licked my hand like he remembered something I didn’t I brought him water in a Tupperware I stole from your kitchen drawer Held it with both hands like an offering. He drank it slow Like he didn’t owe me anymore [Chorus] Roll front the edge to down the town Under yellow lights that flicker like uncertain alibis You said you hated routine But that’s all you are now—ghost in a GPS rerouting I punch in your old address even though the house is painted blue And some kid answers Confused. I hang up fast. I know I look through windows now [Outro] (oh) The edge ain’t sharp—it’s worn Like a quarter rolled between angry fingers I keep driving Though the engine’s knocking like it knows better Roll front the edge… yeah Keep rolling Even when the town’s already gone And I’m just chasing the hum Of a fridge in an empty kitchen Lit but unplugged (oh) Just buzzing To itself
