Screenshot Receipt

Yeah, yeah

Sitting in the lobby where the time stands still Old

magazines on the table,

zero thrill Got your blocked number floating in my head Reading outdated

pages, thinking what you said Kept the receipt for the things we

couldn't buy Now I'm staring at a screen,

asking myself why

I should delete the evidence,

clear the slate

But I keep looking at the screenshot,

staying up late

(staying up late)

Windows down, we are driving through the dark Trying to find a

spark in the middle of a park But your blocked contact is

still keeping the receipt And that screenshot's the only thing I repeat

(ooh,

yeah)

Old papers yellowed, waiting room is gray

Every single second feels a lifetime away

Why am I holding onto pixels on a screen When you're the

coldest ghost that I have ever seen

Windows down, we are driving through the dark Trying to find a

spark in the middle of a park But your blocked contact is

still keeping the receipt And that screenshot's the only thing I repeat (yeah)

Still in my head

(still in my head)

Just a screenshot in the frame