After Hours Lyrics

Don't slip on the tiling

Muted sound of splashes

Got to filter my feelings, chlorinate my thoughts

Shower room is empty, I am all alone

The other side of the door

Ain't no person, and the splashes gone

But the eyes catch something familiar far to the right

And I know this face and this face knows I

Just the two of us

Opposite sides of the pool

And the glances thrown, but our eyes won't meet

(Too embarrassing)

And as I look at him

The scenes run through my mind

How I smash his head against them tiles

And the blood runs down his arm

Silent murder

Witness none

And this lonely lifeless body floating

In a whirlpool filled with blood

Yeah I could've killed her boyfriend

So she would behave herself

But I kept her boyfriend's life

Just out of respect

Just the two of us

Opposite sides of the locker room

And I still catch glimpses on me

And I throw these glimpses too

And he'll never know

I thought of that

This room we peacefully change in would be a crime scene

And its white walls would turn red

(And so I) leave the pool

Closing hours

Making it through the empty street

In the lights of after hours

Closer to the midnight

Mentally in a haze

The flight is promptly booked and early morning

I'll be gone to the opposite side of this continent