

Under the flickering streetlights
Blue corner store receipt
Just static
Blocked your number but you're still on my screen
(flicker, flicker) Pretending that you don't check the phone at night
Your shadow's frozen in the high-contrast light
I see the blue receipt on the dash
Cold light, fast cash
(waiting, waiting)
Under the streetlights, you're still in my head
Reading the lines that we never said
I blocked your name but I know the routine
A ghost in the static,
a glow on the screen
Midnight drives through an empty estate
Rich-kid hollow, luxury weight (so cold)
Your unread texts are the only currency left
Blue receipt,
empty street
Blocked you out (static)