Crimson After Hours

Yeah… leaves hit the ground, but I’m still high…

Fall in my veins, baby, fall in my veins…

City lights bleed through the fogged-up glass

Your lipstick on the rim of my coffee, black

We left the party when the playlist died

Now it’s just red wine and the neon sky

You pull my coat like it’s your lifeline

Cold fingers trace the frost on my spine

Streetlights flicker like a strobe in slow-mo

Every breath we take turns white, then lets go

I taste the season on your tongue—cinnamon smoke

We’re too far gone to call this a joke

Fallin’ in the crimson after hours

Your silhouette drippin’ off the tower

Harvest moon got us both devoured

We’re burnin’ slow in the crimson after hours

(Ooh-ooh) After hours… (ooh-ooh) crimson glow…

Dashboard glow, 3 a.m. radio

You kick your boots off, let the leather show

We’re parked on the edge where the cornfields end

Hands under flannel, no need to pretend

You say “winter’s comin’,” I say “let it wait”

We’ve got one more night before the frost seals fate

Windshield drips like the tears we don’t cry

Your heartbeat syncs with the bassline vibe

I pull you closer, let the silence lie

We’re ghosts in the fog, but we’re still alive

Fallin’ in the crimson after hours

Your silhouette drippin’ off the tower

Harvest moon got us both devoured

We’re burnin’ slow in the crimson after hours

(Ooh-ooh) After hours… (ooh-ooh) let it glow…

Let the leaves keep fallin’, let the cold creep in

I’ll trade forever for the shape you’re in

Every scarlett shadow on the pavement sings

“Stay right here—don’t let the morning win”

FALLIN’ IN THE CRIMSON AFTER HOURS!

Your name in my throat like a broken vow, girl

Harvest moon watchin’ us come undone

We’re infinite haze in the crimson after hours

(Ooh-ooh) After hours… (ooh-ooh) never let go…

Leaves on the ground… but we’re still high…

Crimson after hours… you and I…