

(mhm,
yeah)
Rain-warped flyer on the brick wall outside
We're hiding in the back where the lights don't bright
Thrift store rack, silk shirt on your shoulder Pretending not to check
if the night's getting colder
I see your screen lighting up your face
But you lock it down,
keeping up the pace
Soft launch, hard play,
let it ring
We don't need to answer anything
Soft launch, hot night,
let the phone slide (let it slide) Bajo la lluvia where the
hearts hide
Soft launch, hot night,
keep it on low (let it go) No checking screens,
just move it slow
Thrift shop afterparty, steam on the glass
Nobody here cares about the hours that pass
I see you smile as you flip the screen down
Best kept secret in this whole damn town
Soft launch, hot night,
let the phone slide (let it slide) Bajo la lluvia where the
hearts hide Soft launch,
hot night, keep it on low (let it go) No checking screens,
just move it slow
(shhh, soft launch)
Keep it on low (let it slide)