

A neon pink concert wristband
You liked my story but you lied
Beside a rental car you stand
Open trunk on the highway
side (where are you?)
Five minutes away, you said
But you're a world instead
Under the cold overlook,
helmet on the ground
Engine cooling down without a sound
You're five minutes away
in the dark
Leaving your mark
Motorcycle quiet under the stars
Far away from the rushing cars
You lied and you knew it well
Locked inside this rental shell
Five
minutes!
Lie
to
me
again!
Under the cold overlook,
helmet on the ground Engine cooling down without a sound You're five
minutes away
in the dark Leaving your mark (yeah)