Porchlight Takeover

Checking the mirror, checking the fit Left the key on the counter

where you sit

Porch light on He dances on his own

No camera watching him Safe inside his zone (yeah)

I'm so tired of the show

Letting all the feelings go (go)

That key I kept is cold

This story has been told

Another night we sold (ooh-wah)

Two AM

in the mirror

again

Wondering

who was ever

a friend

I check the fit

And that is it

Just the light on the porch

Burning like a faded torch (hummmm)