Water Orders

The party's over, the guest list has died

Cracked vinyl floor with no place left to hide Standing in the

kitchen, leaning on the sink

Too tired to dance,

too wired to think

Let's order water and call it a night Under the CRT television

light (yeah)

Just order water and call it a night

Wrapped in the glow of the warm phosphor light Our retro game

crush is starting to fade In the quiet after the music we

made (oh-oh-oh)

Crowded around the refrigerator door

Shadows casting patterns on the linoleum floor Your pixels are blinking,

my screen's growing cold A story of twenty-somethings growing old

Just order water and call it a night

Wrapped in the glow of the warm phosphor light Our retro game

crush is starting to fade In the quiet after the music we

made (yeah)

Call it a night (call it a night) Under the CRT glow