Last Call Groove

Gas-station cup on a table for one

Staring at the spot where we used to run

I dialed your old digits on my phone tonight

But someone else answered in the static light

They hung up fast before the second chime

Skipping our song just one more time

And the wet streets are reflecting the dashboard glow (ahhhh)

We are lost in the night-drive clarity!

Spinning under sodium lines so free!

Let the bassline wash the past away (oh-oh-oh) We don't need the

words they used to say!

Now a stranger owns your favorite phrase

Living in the corners of our golden phase

I'm speeding past the exit where we used to hide

With nothing but the static by my side

We are lost in the night-drive clarity!

Spinning under sodium lines so free!

Let the bassline wash the past away (oh-oh-oh) We don't need the

words they used to say!

One chair pulled

out...