The back and forth repeat, it's nothing new
I'm not who I want to be for you
Eager eyes got a funny way of shinning through
Just before the bore and you say
"The bridge looks like it's made with k's, "
For my name

Shaped just like your right hand veins
Paler than the salt stacks in the rain
Burnt sulfur sparks tonight
That gold club sign lights up just right
It gets covered by the ivy in the summertime
I turn sharp and I race by

We all rush, it always stays
So serene, and I can't change
You know that's just my way and your eyes say
"Come inside, warm those hands, "
Well, what can I say with so little time?
Still honest, a kind face, it's fitting, such a waste

That "good night" kind of smile
It faded with my time
I'm getting close to who I want to be for you
I'm getting close, I'm racing home
I'm getting that ribcage rattle

I'm getting close, I'm racing home
I'm "choking on feel good, "
I'm getting close, I'm racing home
The back and forth repeat
I'm getting close, I'm racing home