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Midnight Convenience Store
strone
Two AM, raindrops tapping on the glass
Automatic door slides open, moving way too fast
I step inside, the air is cold, the floor is checkered tile
Just looking for a sugar rush to stay and rest a while
Then I freeze up by the magazines, my heart skips off the beat
There's a silhouette across the aisle, standing on two feet
Hood pulled low, eyes downcast, pretending not to see
The history of us is haunting me in this reality.
Between the rows of cereal and the cans of beans
There is a space that separates all our broken dreams
You look right through me, or maybe you just stare
The quiet in this building is a heavy weight to bear.
Shelf life fading, stuck in the past
(Don't let it last)
Shelf life fading, stuck in the past
(Good love don't last)
Rain on the window, wishing you were here
(Wishing you were here)
Rain on the window, wishing you were here
(Wishing you were here)
Between the rows of cereal and the cans of beans
There is a space that separates all our broken dreams
You look right through me, or maybe you just stare
The quiet in this building is a heavy weight to bear.
Shelf life fading, stuck in the past
(Don't let it last)
Shelf life fading, stuck in the past
(Good love don't last)
Rain on the window, wishing you were here
(Wishing you were here)
Rain on the window, wishing you were here
(Wishing you were here)
Condensation rolling down the plastic cup
I feel the silence rising and I can't look up
Steam from the noodles floating in the air
Reminds me of the warmth that we used to share
I wanna say hello, I wanna ask you why
But the beat drags on and the moment passes by.
Shelf life fading, stuck in the past
(Don't let it last)
Shelf life fading, stuck in the past
(Good love don't last)
Rain on the window, wishing you were here
(Wishing you were here)
Rain on the window, wishing you were here
(Wishing you were here)
Door slides shut, cutting the line
Leaving the past in Aisle Nine
Two AM and the rain comes down
Just walking through this ghost town.
