Neon Whispers

The city’s wrapped in neon lights, but I’m still cold inside

You’re laughing with someone else, and I catch that laugh as an echo, trying to hide

The bass is thumping right inside my chest, the rhythm won’t let me forget, not for a second

I step a little closer, but your eyes are on another world, another fragment

Guitar slap, pulse pushed to the edge, every nerve is ringing loud