

In a private karaoke room nobody uses Only the glare from the
screen that we choose
The neighbor with the porch light looks away
Pretending not to check the phone today
There's a jacket left hanging on the chair Cold glass,
empty space everywhere
(yeah, yeah) Windows down,
we drive into the empty night Far from the porch and the
neighbor's light (oh baby)
Karaoke room
has gone dark and cold
A luxury story
waiting to be told
Jacket on the chair,
nobody in frame
Just a quiet phone screen calling out your name Far away from
the porch light...
(far away)