Neon Circuit Breaker 2 (versione 2)

Verse

Last sale was for the same old thing

A dozen red pens, a box of rings

You counted out my tips on the counter like it was rain

I wore the same name tag twice and nobody said a word about that again

The clock in the back room started flashing 5 o'clock

We shut off the lights at half past, like we were closing a door in our heads

Pre-Chorus

So what do we do with the cash in our hands?

Do we keep it folded neat or burn it out into sand?

Verse

Your jacket's hanging over my shoulder, the chrome on your keys is cold

You drove me home through alleys lit up pink like a warning sign to gold

I still remember where you parked by the dumpster with a cigarette in your hand

We laughed at the fluorescent hum and the smell of last week's fryer grease and sand

Pre-Chorus

So what do we do with the cash in our hands?

Do we keep it folded neat or burn it out into sand?

Chorus

Break, break, neon circuit breaker

We're trading hours for headlights on a darkened street

Keep that spark from burning down to ash

Break, break, let's make some glass

Verse

The same four walls every shift till your name was in the ink

You taught me how to balance a register on my hip and think

I started counting change like it was poetry, not just numbers on a screen

Every night we were the only ones who still believed

You said someday this door would turn into an open road

Pre-Chorus

So what do we do with the cash in our hands?

Do we keep it folded neat or burn it out into sand?

Chorus

Break, break, neon circuit breaker

We're trading hours for headlights on a darkened street

Keep that spark from burning down to ash

Break, break, let's make some glass

Bridge

Maybe closing time was just the fuse

Maybe this is where we learn to light our own house

I don't need your name tag or that one specific floor

What I need is what you taught me, when we walked out of that door

I still got the change from my first paycheck in a glass vase on my shelf

Chorus

Break, break, neon circuit breaker

We're trading hours for headlights on a darkened street

Keep that spark from burning down to ash

Break, break, let's make some glass