Emergency Heartline

Red on the dashboard

You text "we're done" at 2:04

I’m on the shoulder

Breath stuck halfway in my throat

Half of my makeup

On my sleeve

On my phone

Love hit the guardrail

I’m dialing

Dialing

Don't hang up

Who picks up when you fall like this?

Who pulls you from the spin?

You keep saying you’re over it

But I’m racing back again

This is my pop 911

When your world comes undone

I’m the song you put on

When you’re breaking

Breaking

Hit me like pop 911

I’ll come running to you

Every beat

Every drum

Screaming "baby

We’re not done"

Floor full of Polaroids

Us in July

Stupid smiles

You say you burned them

But I know you kept a pile

All of your tough talk

Falls apart at a red light

You’re not a stranger

You’re my favorite near-miss crash site

Who picks up when you fall like this?

Who pulls you from the spin?

Even when you deny it all

You still call me in the end

Say my name

Hit send

You know I answer again

You bend

I bend

We both always descend

Every siren in my chest

Says you’re still my only one

When it all goes wrong

Confess

I’m your pop 911