Cold Bay Lies

(one, two, three, four)

Shared a playlist on the wire

Cold exhaust and spinning tire

You took the long way down the line

Said you were only five minutes behind

But you're hiding in the loading bay

Freezing in the shadows of the gray

Five-minute honesty is hard to find

When you're leaving all the truth behind (oh-oh-oh)

Under the cold air of the loading dock

We are running out the final clock

No more lies in the neon night Let the engine scream into

the light!

(yeah,

let it scream!)

I see the headlights cut the frost

Calculating what the detour cost

Five-minute promise in the cold

Another fiction easily sold

Cold air

In the loading bay

Five minutes away...