Cold Lobby Confessions

I found your second profile on my feed today Standing outside that

freezing concrete lobby (brrr)

I dialed your old ten digits late last night

Some stranger answered, said it was a candid shot They lied,

they played the part so perfect While I was staring at the

artificial light

(staring,

staring)

And now I'm watching history rewrite itself

(rewriting, yeah) Under a different name,

upon a different shelf

Oh, it's a soft crime,

keeping you close When you're just a picture,

a fading ghost

I'm locked outside in the freezing cold

Reading a story that was never told

Your lobby's like an icebox now

I trace the outline of your fake smile on my glass screen

They don't know who you were,

they just steal the scene

(they just steal it)

Just a soft crime...

(just a soft crime)

Outside the lobby in the dark