Plastic Toast

(mmm-hmmm) Kitchen party's getting loud outside the door

I'm staring at a stranger on the bathroom floor

Plank of plastic in my pocket from a cheap motel Another story

that I'll never

tell

Raise a plastic cup to the glass (cheers to that) Waiting for

the shadow to pass

Oh, we're just checking out at noon

Underneath a paper moon

Leave the plastic keycard on the table

Spinning while we're still able

(spinning, spinning)

Laughter bleeding through the drywall seam

Everything is moving like a faded dream

I raise a toast to the face I barely know

And watch the party lights begin to glow

(checking

out...) (cheers...)