The back and forth repeat, it's nothing new
And I'm not who I want to be for you
Eager eyes got a funny way of shining through

It's just before the bore and you say
"The bridge looks like it's made with K's," for my name
Shaped just like your right hand veins
And paler than the salt stacks in the rain

And that burnt sulfur, it sparks tonight
And that Gold Club sign lights up just right
And it gets covered by the ivy in the summertime
And I turn sharp and I race by

We all rush, it always stays
So serene, and I can't change
You know that's just my way
And your eyes say

"Come inside, warm those hands,"
Well, what can I say with so little time?

Still honest, a kind face
It's fitting, such a waste
That "good night" kind of smile
It faded with my time
I'm getting close to who I want to be for you
I'm getting close, I'm racing home
I'm getting that rib cage rattle
I'm getting close, I'm racing home
I'm "choking on feel good,"
I'm getting close, I'm racing home
The back and forth repeat
I'm getting close, I'm racing home
I'm getting close, I'm racing home