Borrowed Fire

(click, click, click)

You left a message,

forty seconds long

Over the concrete, where the cars hum along

I flick the wheel of a borrowed lighter spark Just to see

something shining in the dark

(beep) And now it plays again (now it plays again) Static in

my hand,

calling you a friend

Listening to your voice on the balcony edge Underneath the heat of

the highway bridge Why do I play it twice just to feel

the sting? (feel the sting) When the static

doesn't mean a single thing

Still got your lighter,

it is silver and cold Keeping the promise that we already sold

(yeah) Over the lanes of the yellow headlamps

(click, click) Play it twice...