Second Glance

Shared blanket on a cold escape

Watching the city take its shape

Pretending not to check the screen

But I still see that second stream

From a plus-one to the central spark Now we're just hiding in

the dark Oh, we're climbing,

climbing (high)

We are the main plot now

But we are burning down

Yeah, we're the main plot now

Watch it spin around

Two accounts and a double life

Cutting the silence like a knife

We share the wool but not the truth

Losing the last of our youth

Just a second screen

In the dark machine (oh-oh-oh)