Blue Receipt Afterglow

(ooh-ooh-ooh) Parked on the curb where I swore I wouldn't stay

Suite 409 watching all the lights fade away

Got a blue receipt from the corner store

Crinkled in my pocket,

I don't know what for

Spinning clay, hands on the wheel

Trying to shape

the way that I feel

(trying to shape it)

Oh, we mold it 'til it breaks!

Every single shape it takes!

(every shape we make!)

Your silhouette against the balcony pane

Looking down at the streets washed out by the rain

Pottery shards on the bathroom tile

We couldn't fix it but we'll try for a while

We mold it 'til it breaks... (ooh-ooh-ooh)