Half-Charged Silence

Standing on the valet line,

pretending I'm not waiting

Half-charged power bank, the green light's fading

My roommate heard it all,

but plays it cool

Looking down, scrolling on,

nobody's fool

We're just passing time in the luxury cold

Waiting for the story to be told

Charge it up,

let it drain

Empty room,

paper pain

We hold the line

and pretend (yeah, we pretend) This night will never end

Roommate's checking the screen,

keeping it quiet

Silence in the foyer,

silent riot

Plugs in the wall,

looking for a spark

Luxury empty, driving through the dark