Shower Token Romance

(ahhhh) I'm hiding out in a cold bathroom stall

Leaning my forehead

against the steel wall

Catching my breath in the

fluorescent hum

Waiting for the shaking

to finally be done

Under the truck-stop glamour

and the yellow neon hue

Using my last silver shower token just to wash away you

But a blocked contact still rings in my head

Repeating every word that you never said

Oh, I block your number

but you're still on my line

Haunting every station of this interstate of mine Yeah,

you

skip like a record

in the back of my mind

Leaving all the broken pieces of us behind (yeah)

Still on my line,

out of time (mmmmm)

Your name is deleted

but the pattern remains

Flowing like water through these rusted-out drains

No messages waiting, no digital trace

Just the ghost of your shadow in this empty space

Still in my

head... (hummmm)