

Raincoat never dried Staring at the sky
Reserved table, empty glass Watching hours pass Pretend you didn't check
Phone face down
High above the town
Cold air bites Waiting out the night
Can't look down
Table for two on the roof of the town
Wait in the cold till the morning light
Nothing is real in the dark tonight (yeah)
Lobby echo-space Shadow on your face
Plastic smile, golden band Checking keys in hand
Dry your coat inside
Nowhere left to hide
Phone face down
High above the town
Cold air bites Waiting out the night
Reserved table
(so cold)