Counting Exits

(one, two, three...)

There's a spark in the static tonight

Underneath the fluorescent light We don't need to know where this goes

We just dance as the music slows

Oh, let the world spin slow (oh-oh-oh)

Here in the last-call glow

I'm staring at a second Instagram profile In a bathroom mirror with

the worst lighting

You're over by the bar with a crooked smile While I count

the exits, my fingers tightening

And my heart is a heavy weight

Standing right at the edge of the screen

There's a spark in the static tonight

Underneath the fluorescent light

We don't need to know where this goes

We just dance as the music slows

At the back of the room by the exit sign

I'm checking my phone just to pass the time

But you walk on over,

your eyes

meet mine

Oh,

let the world

spin slow...

(one, two, three exits...)