Glass on the Dashboard

You left your coat in my backseat

Tag with your name

Still fraying at the edge

Half of a text stuck in my screen

Typed it three times

Never hit send

If I call

Would you answer in the static

Or let it ring right through my hands

I keep rehearsing something casual

It never goes the way I planned

Glass on the dashboard

Shaking when I breathe your name

Heart doing fast-forward

Skipping every quiet frame

I say I'm fine

But the truth hits harder

Every mile I drive gets darker

Glass on the dashboard

Hope it doesn't break again

Found your hair tie by the gearshift

Tiny ghost wrapped in faded elastic

I wear it once around my wrist

Feels like a dare

Feels like a habit

If I turn back

Would you meet me at the corner

Or watch me through the window shade

I keep pretending I don't care now

My favorite losing game we play

Glass on the dashboard

Shaking when I breathe your name

Heart doing fast-forward

Skipping every quiet frame

I say I'm fine

But the truth hits harder

Every mile I drive gets darker

Glass on the dashboard

Hope it doesn't break again

Pulled over by the old arcade (oh-oh)

Lights from the sign spelling out your name

Talking to your ghost in the rearview

Asking

"Would it hurt you

If I finally drove away?"

Glass on the dashboard

Shaking when I breathe your name

Heart doing fast-forward

Skipping every quiet frame

I say I'm fine

But the truth hits harder

Every mile I drive gets darker

Glass on the dashboard

Can't let it break again