Parking Lot Laughter

Let's go. Under the fluorescent glow of the cake rack (yeah)

Spinning in my head like a birthday spiral

We cut the engine in the parking lot And we left the

doors wide open, wide open

I still got the neon green concert wristband on Your blocked contact

number in my head like a song You laughed a little too

loud at a joke that was dead Then you went completely quiet,

just like you said

At the bakery at midnight we bought a tart But the sugar

couldn't fix my heavy heart (ahhhh)

Under the fluorescent glow of the cake rack (yeah) Spinning in my

head like a birthday spiral

We cut the engine in the parking lot

And we left the doors wide open,

wide open

Sitting on the curb watching headlights fade Thinking of the messy plans

we never made

Your wristband is frayed but it matches mine

Staring at the block list

one more time

Why does the silence feel so incredibly loud?

(so loud) Just a phantom laughing

in a crowded room (hahaha)

Under the fluorescent glow of the cake rack (yeah) Spinning in my

head like a birthday spiral

We cut the engine in the parking lot And we left the

doors

wide open,

wide open

Doors wide open... (humm)