Lighter Trades
(hummmm) My phone is glowing on silent on the sink
Two AM under flickering halogen blink
A stranger asks directions to a street that doesn't exist
But we're both just looking for a way
out of the mist (ooh)
We traded secrets for a spark in the dark
In a bathroom mirror with a cracked
silver mark (ahhhh)
He handed me a lighter,
I gave him my regret
Two ghosts in a basement that time hasn't finished yet
The neon sign outside is humming a low flat C
We don't need map coordinates to find where we should be (ooh)
We traded secrets for a spark in the dark
In a bathroom mirror with a cracked
silver mark (ahhhh)