[Verse 1]
Loose change
in the cup holder, clinkin'
Text from my mom
left on “thinkin’”
Same old jacket
smell of cheap cologne
Whole damn future
on a cracked-up phone
[Chorus]
Backseat echoes
talkin’ to me (yeah)
Old tape hiss
singin’ off-key
If the past keeps ridin’
I can’t drive free
Backseat echoes
got a hold on me
[Verse 2]
Fast food bag
on the floorboard, greasy
Promise to myself
“next year, it’s easy”
Friends in the feed
livin’ out big scenes
I’m stuck scrollin'
through deleted dreams
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I said I’m done
but I circle the block
Same old street
same parking lot
If I hit the gas
will the ghosts still talk?
Or fade out soft
when the beat just drops
[Chorus]