[CHORUS - COLD OPEN] Off the clock Kill the screen Let 'em call They don't need me Garage light Engine heat Your laugh cutting through The speakers underneath No jersey No cameras Nobody keeping score Off the clock Lock the world outside And give me something more [VERSE 1] Training sheet stuck to the fridge Agent blowing up my phone Six more things before tomorrow None of them are happening at home Keys hit hard against the counter Jacket lands across a chair You look up like I’m just Reed Like the rest was never there That shouldn't feel unusual Shouldn't hit me quite this clean But everybody wants the version They already paid to see [PRE-CHORUS] Out there Everything has a number In here I can let it run No clock No cameras No reason to be anyone [CHORUS] Off the clock Kill the screen Let 'em call They don't need me Garage light Engine heat Your laugh cutting through The speakers underneath No jersey No cameras Nobody keeping score Off the clock Lock the world outside And give me something more [VERSE 2] Midnight running through Baltimore Windows down, bass turned high You take control of the playlist Then defend every bad choice like a fight I tell you your taste is criminal You tell me mine's worse somehow Red light hits across your face And I forget what I was arguing about That's becoming a problem Not one I'm rushing to fix Because lately every quiet night Ends up looking something like this [POST-CHORUS] Phone buzz Let it Clock runs Let it Whole world wants another piece Not tonight [VERSE 3] Saturday under garage lights Half the engine on the floor You hand me a socket that's completely wrong Then reach inside the box for more I tell you, "Don't touch anything" You tell me, "Then stop leaving it here" Now you're sitting on the workbench Like you've always belonged somewhere near Takeout getting cold upstairs Music shaking through the wall Your charger living by the outlet And I don't question it at all That's the thing I should notice How I stopped noticing at all [BREAKDOWN] Six a.m. Weights Eight sharp Film Practice Press Meetings Calls Routes Numbers Noise Repeat I know that life I built that life But this? This part's mine [BRIDGE] Maybe that's why I keep driving slower When I know you're riding home Maybe that's why I leave the garage open When I know you're coming over Why there's food I wouldn't buy Sitting on the second shelf Why I hear you in the next room And finally sound like myself No big revelation No line I need to cross Just realizing I like you here When everything else shuts off [FINAL CHORUS] Off the clock Kill the screen Let 'em call They can wait on me Garage light Engine heat Your laugh louder than The city underneath No jersey No cameras Nothing here I have to prove Off the clock Lock the whole world outside Leave the night to me and you Off the clock Past midnight Tomorrow's waiting at the door These are hours nobody gets And lately I want you in them more [OUTRO] [Drums and guitar continue] Phone lights up on the counter I turn it face down Don't even check the name
