Taps Video (MV)

I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up
Like i shouldn't have got my hair did
'Cause i missed at least half of their questions
And they dressed like loggers and kids

So now i just shuffle down to the western line
Tomorrow's search terms in my head
But i just get so tired of waiting
Think i'll walk instead

Is there nothing as sad as 4:30
When you haven't been working all day
All the neighborhood bars just start waking up
Their specials so humbly displayed

And detergent seeps from their doorways
Where taps shine like engines so clear
I can taste the sweet bitters on my tongue
Feel 'em disappear
"You can't stay here"

I shouldn't have stepped off that platform
'Cause i can't get an answer at home
Nor at any dumb sequence i press in
To the bottomless depths of my phone

So now i'll just worry my chip down to splinters
And march back to that baby blue light
I close my eyes and i promise whomever
I'll keep walking by
I won't slow my stride
'Til i'm safe inside