Takeout + Delivery (Electric) Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I didn't know that when we spoke
That it was a last dance
So if I choke my words, don't listen, Valentine
We're crossing lines
But a sentence you can't commit to
If you couldn't even speak
I take reds, flashing reds
With eyes closed, a white knuckle grasp
A seatbelt chime a sign of modern life
So now, I whisper when I think
To call out your name
Won't you try to do the same?