Polaroid Ghost

[Intro]\n\n[Verse]\nCracked gloss on the corner of the frame\nI barely recognize your middle name\nSitting on the curb by the arcade\nBefore the colors started to fade\nYou’re holding that same cheap lighter\nWhile my world got a little bit brighter\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nRain streaks across the Greyhound glass\nWatching all the exit signs pass\nI type a greeting then I hit delete\nStaring at the empty passenger seat\n\n[Chorus]\nYou’re still a ghost in a Polaroid\nFilling up the space I try to avoid\nStatic in the wires when I call\nI’m the one who climbed the wall\nNow I’m shivering in the neon light\nWhile you’re sleeping in the town tonight\nYeah, it’s a heavy kind of hollow\nKnowing you won’t ever follow\n\n[Post-Chorus]\nLeft you in the grain\nWashing off the stain\nRunning from the rain\nDriving down the lane\n\n[Verse]\nYou’re still clocking in at the mill\nI’m chasing ghosts for a thrill\nYou sent a text about the high school coach\nI feel the guilt begin to encroach\nI’m living out of suitcases and bins\nWhile you’re tallying up the old wins\nThe basement smells like stale beer and ash\nI’m just another name in your cache\n\n[Chorus]\nYou’re still a ghost in a Polaroid\nFilling up the space I try to avoid\nStatic in the wires when I call\nI’m the one who climbed the wall\nNow I’m shivering in the neon light\nWhile you’re sleeping in the town tonight\nYeah, it’s a heavy kind of hollow\nKnowing you won’t ever follow\n\n[Bridge]\nThree dots blinking on the screen\nThinking 'bout the fields of green\nMaybe I’m the one who’s actually lost\nCalculating what the freedom cost\nThe sub-bass rattles in my chest\nI haven’t really found a place to rest\n\n[Hook]\nStatic in the frame\nNothing feels the same\nI forgot the game\nI forgot my name\n\n[Outro]