Young, Vacant, Wistful

Just invite yourself over
And pour the box of wine you stole
Carpet bomb the convo
I'm looking through your shadow

When will I just say no?

Who did I meet in the dead of night?
You or me?
We're mingling with a memory
You who broke your fall
Now you've gotta fly

Summer on the rooftop
Calling on a lit up night
Young, vacant, and wistful
The glow of your break lights

Lost in the heights

Who did I meet in the dead of night?
You or me?
We're mingling with a memory
You who broke your fall
Now you've gotta fly

It's getting late it's getting late
It's getting late it's getting late
To be tongue-tied

It's getting late it's getting late
It's getting late it's getting late
To just stand by

Who did I meet in the dead of night?
You or me?
We're mingling with a memory
You who broke your fall
Now you've gotta fly



Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Gutbrod
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