Parking Lot
[Verse 1: Spose]
Her stomach was a butterfly exhibit
Monarchs and emperors at war within it, as she envisioned
Eyeshadow she used to decorate
Fashion show depict the outfit for the date
5:30 already, ooh, don't wanna be late
She's gonna be sick, it's gonna be great
He was smellin' like work
Took a shower quick and changed the shirt
Cleaned up his car and then reversed
Then he was on his way, thinkin' 'bout that all day
Got gas this mornin', won't be late
Adam hopes he looks cool, speedin' down thе street
As his nerve raced him, his first datе with Eve
She stepped out the car, lookin' opposite of subpar
But it's tough to see trouble from afar

[Chorus: Jeff Beam, Jeff Beam & Spose]
In the parking lot outside Burger King
Out on Route 109
When the sunlight goes, the neon glows
And starts to shine, between the lines
[Verse 2: Spose]
Under the supervision of a fast-food logo at a biweekly interval
An exchange of trophies from a game they both lost, the Sunday ritual
The fun and games in your ghostly past
They led to, broken promises and broken glass
And they had, two sons but it was overcast
Or, at least it felt like that
As Adam turned down Stone Temple Pilots and parked
Unbuckled the pieces of his stapled heart
Got all of their belongings and backpacks and toys
Fortnite, long hugs for the girls and the boys
Eve's acceptance speech, no eye contact
Faked sheepish while receivin' the wolfpack
And Adam drove home with his thoughts in the seats
Wishin' that he'd never met Eve

[Chorus: Jeff Beam, Spose, Jeff Beam & Spose]
Back in the parking lot outside Burger King
Out on Route 109
When the sunlight goes, the neon glows
And starts to shine, between the lines

[Instrumental Break: The Humans]

[Bridge: Spose]
I wish we could go back in time
When we had bags on our backs and not under our eyes
We were naïve, we were ignorant
And it was shinin', it was glimmerin'
Before we fell under this spell
I wish we could still feel how it felt
[Chorus: Jeff Beam, Spose, Jeff Beam & Spose]
Back in the parking lot outside Burger King
Out on Route 109
When the sunlight goes, the neon glows
And starts to shine, between the lines