

(yeah, yeah)
Standing by the ATM screen glowing blue
Counting up the paper but I think of you
Left the party early,
walked out mid-verse (mid-verse)
Now I'm sitting on a rooftop with one speaker playing
Windows down, we've got nothing left for saying Tired of the flex
but I do it anyway
ATM glow in the dark of the day (yeah)
One working speaker humming in the night
Overlooking traffic in the amber light
Bought another dream just to watch it break
Tell me how much more of this tired flex to make
Now I'm sitting on a rooftop with one speaker playing
Windows down, we've got nothing left for saying Tired of the flex
but I do it anyway
ATM glow in the dark of the day
Just a cold blue screen
(cold blue screen) Windows-down energy,
riding out clean
(yeah... yeah...)