

Streetlights flicker on the same old drive
Windows down, radio low,
laughing like we'll never die
Parking lot talks that stretch past midnight Every face feels permanent under
these lights
(familiar places slipping quiet)
Suddenly the room gets smaller
Bass and voice alone on the climb
We said we'd do this again tomorrow
But tomorrow never promised to stay
One more round under these old signs Before the chapter quietly slips
away (oh-oh, one last night)
Same corner booth, same faded map
Jokes we swore we'd never outgrow
Photos on phones we never print Knowing deep down the circle's getting
thin
The laughter fades a little slower
Voice climbing over bare strings
We said we'd do this again tomorrow
But tomorrow never promised to stay
One more round under these old signs Before the chapter quietly slips
away (oh-oh, one last night)
Everything drains away
Clean guitar rings alone
Bass hum and amp hiss
We said we'd do this again tomorrow
But tomorrow never promised to stay
One more round under these old signs Before the chapter quietly slips
away
(oh-oh,
one last night)
One guitar left on unresolved ringing chord