Runway Late

(humm-mm-mm) You said you were

five minutes away

An hour ago under the

streetlamp gray

Leaving me waiting in the cold headlights

Playing games on these late-night drives

I see your shadow in the passenger seat

We spin around to the heavy beat (where are you?) Guilty,

but I want it back

Driving off the edge of the track Shout it in the car

till the windows break Loving every single mistake (oh-oh-oh)

Now we're speeding past

the midnight signs

Blurring all our

dangerous lines

Another promise that you couldn't keep But you're the only one I

want to seek Guilty,

but I want it back

Driving off the edge of the track

Shout it in the car till the windows break Loving every single

mistake (oh-oh-oh)

Five minutes away... (yeah)