Night Drive

Empty roads, dashboard glow on your old sweater. Your perfume still hiding in the worn brown leather. One hand on the wheel, the other on my Phone. Typing out every word I'm scared to say Aloud. Manicurled in love on a night Drive. Talking to your ghost in the high beams. Your words feel like high beams. Passing every exit to my old life. Letting you replay in the low beams. If you're not coming back, I still might Try. Chasing you in circles on this night drive. Chasing you in circles on this night drive. Half a tank and a list that you built For us. Every track is a tiny little paper cut. Rear view shows the empty in the backseat Space. Left your name Just to hear it hanging in the bass. Misercled in Love on a night drive. Talking to your ghost in the high Beams. words feel like high beams. Passing every exit to my old life. Letting you replay in the low beams. If you're not coming back, I still might Try. Street signs blur, but your words stay sharp. You said love is easy, I pulled us apart. So I drive too fast through the same old Part of town. If I hit the morning, maybe I'll slow Down. If I hit the morning, maybe I'll slow Down. Manicurled In love On a night drive. Talking to your ghost in the high beams. Your words feel like high beams. Passing every exit to my old life. Letting you replay in the low beams. If you're not coming back, I still might try. Chasing you in circles on this night drive. Chasing you in circles on this night drive.