Bathroom Breathliners

(huff) (hold on)

Locked in a stall,

back to the green tile door Tile looks blue under the fluorescent

light Phone on silent,

face down on the concrete floor Could only happen on a rainy

Tuesday night Outside, that kid's still dodging cars for a dollar bill

Cold water bottles on the corner,

standing still He's tapping on the glass,

almost pressed send

(damn) But the light turned green,

and he's moving again

I'm catching my breath,

watching the lock turn red Too many draft texts sitting in my

head (yeah) (just let it ring)

Screen is black, the phone is on silent tonight

Kid in the traffic's holding the message so tight We're almost there,

but we never hit send Just catching my breath till the morning

begins (ohhh)

Paper cup leaking, water dripping slow

Serrated sink edge, iron smell below

Your name on the glass,

fogged up by the steam

Wish I could wake up,

pull out of the dream He's holding the bottle,

looking at his screen

Same green message that I should have seen

(hah) But the engine roars,

the exhaust is loud And the moment's lost back into the crowd (silent)

(phone is silent)

We never hit send (shhh)