Late Night Replay

Backseat, scrolling through the photos

You were in my hoodie, laughing out the window

Now it’s just receipts on my floor, torn denim

Left my favorite bracelet, said you’d come get it

New text, pull up, same street, same number

You say you’re “just bored,” every time, every summer

I tell my friends I’m done, then I’m outside

Wearing that cologne that you like, yeah, I still try (uh)

We keep running the same old scene, like a late night replay

You say “this is the last, I mean it,” then you tell me “stay”

Every time we fade to black, we press rewind anyway

We keep running the same old scene, like a late night replay

Replay, replay

Like a late night replay

You say you hate drama, then you start the sequel

Ask about my phone like we’re counting up nickels

Heart on your sleeve, but the thread keeps breaking

You say “I’m over you,” I know you’re faking (yeah)

Uber in the driveway, meter still ticking

Your lipstick on my glass in the kitchen

Asked if I changed, I said “ kinda, I’m learning”

But you’re on my couch with the show still turning (hey)

We keep running the same old scene, like a late night replay

You say “this is the last, I mean it,” then you tell me “stay”

Every time we fade to black, we press rewind anyway

We keep running the same old scene, like a late night replay

Replay, replay

Like a late night replay