

(mmm-hmm) Standing on the corner
in the hard cold light
Yellow sign is buzzing,
bleeding out the night
Phone is on speaker,
casual and cool
Pretending I'm the one who's keeping to the rule
Meet me in the lobby where the lanterns glow
It's closing time, we've got nowhere to go Yeah we hold the
line, pretending it's alright
Underneath the hard, yellow light
(yeah,
underneath the light) Outside the corner store,
the shutters going down
Last train is rumbling
right beneath the town
You talk about the weather
like it's nothing new
But I can hear the static cutting through the blue
Meet me in the lobby where the lanterns glow
It's closing time, we've got nowhere to go Yeah we hold the
line, pretending it's alright Underneath the hard,
yellow light
(we hold the line) Just holding the line...
(mhm,
casual, yeah)