Cortt

[Intro]

I've said my hellos

I go outside and

I need a break from the crowd

But you could tell it blows

The hum, the drums

Riviera sound

[Verse 1]

There's a couple smokers and a glass of Champagne

There's a couple liars touching the page

With a little smile and a call of my name, yeah

We’re getting closer

We’re getting closer

Talk to a man who I don’t really know

He says "Hello, how are you?" with the rigamarole, yeah

Pick up the knife but I leave it alone, yeah

Pick up the tempo

Pick up the tempo

[Pre-Chorus]

'Cause there's a fine line between you and me

Figure it out, get in between

'Cause there's a fine line between you and me

Figure it out, get in between

[Chorus]

It’s a hard drive into the city

In the nighttime, over the hill

I'm thinking blue eyes

They won’t deceive me here

(For the second time)

And I can’t believe how

The words you’re saying

Get beneath my skin

[Verse 2]

It's a mantra that you live by

I was a good kid, I'm a good guy

Don’t know what I’m saying, gotta rewind

When I lay down and I’m all blind

And there's someone else in the background

And he leans close with a whisper

Saying "Realize that you are not alone"

Like a soldier on a submarine

No weather out, but I’m underground

Like a Tiffany in the blue light

Said don’t go probably two times

Then a flashbang in the darkness

There's a man down with a brain bleed

And a trust fund in the concrete

Saying "Realize that you are all alone", yeah

(You are all alone)

(You are all alone)

[Chorus]

It’s a hard drive into the city

In the nighttime, over the hill

I'm thinking blue eyes

They won’t deceive me here

(For the second time)

And I can’t believe how

The words you’re saying

Get beneath my skin

It’s a hard drive into the city

In the nighttime, over the hill

(I'm coming back) Blue eyes

They won’t deceive me (I disappear)

(For the second time)

And I can’t believe how

The words you’re saying

Get beneath my skin

(You don’t ever play it fair)

[Post-Chorus]

The voices are chasing

The mirror that I see you in

The voices are cheering

You don’t ever play it fair

The voices are chasing

The mirror that I see you in

The voices are cheering

You don’t ever play it fair

[Outro]

Back of the house

Front of the line

Back outside

It's over now

If you want it more

Look around