Fire Escape Polaroids

Gas-station coffee

in a paper cup

She's on the fire escape just

wrapping up

In that shared blanket

that we bought for ten

Watching the doorway like it owes her again (mmm-hmm)

And the roommate heard every word we said Through the thin plaster

right beside the bed

Now we're running late

Under the fluorescent glow of aisle nine

Comparing cheap-date brands

of cherry wine

This is a low-budget devotion,

it's true

But I've got night-drive clarity when I'm with you

(yeah, with you) We don't need the high-rise

or the fancy view

Just a grocery cart

and a

point of view

She whispers low

by the frozen tea

And the whole world fades out

for you and me

Just aisle nine

Cheap-date devotion,

right on time (mmm-hmm)