Haze Loop

(ahhhh) It's three AM, the streetlights bleed

You left your keys,

you left your keys

Your heavy hoodie is in the closet

A quiet promise I can't deposit

And the room starts to shake as the tension ignites

Yeah, we're crossing the line in the middle of the night

I still keep your hoodie in the guest closet!

(oh yeah!)

Your scent is fading

from the threads

But the memories play

in our heads

We walk the edge,

a little dangerous

No late-night static

can change us

In the guest closet... (mmm)