Lyric

1 AM, the sky’s looking indigo

PCH, watching where the city lights go

Got your ghost in the passenger seat

While the sub-bass is kicking to the rhythm of the street

I’m still tasting the smoke from your lips

Yeah, I’m still stuck in the way your body dips

Trying to focus on the lines on the road

But I’m carrying the weight of a heavy, heavy code

And the static on the radio is humming your name

Every exit that I pass, it all feels the same

I’m drifting, I’m fading, I’m caught in the haze

Replaying the movie in a thousand different ways

Tell me baby, what was last night's story?

Lost in the heat, lost in the glory

We were high, we were low, we were everything

Now I’m just driving, waiting for the phone to ring

Oh, last night’s story, last night’s story

I’m still haunted by the way you said you’re sorry

Driving through the dark, trying to find the light

But I’m stuck in the middle of last night

Windows down, let the cold air bite my skin

Trying to wash away the places that you’ve been

Found your earrings in the cup holder tray

I should probably throw 'em, but I’ll keep 'em anyway

One-handed steering while I’m lighting a match

You were the hook, girl, I was the catch

Now the highway’s stretching like a never-ending line

Between the "what we were" and the "doing just fine"

And the static on the radio is humming your name

Every exit that I pass, it all feels the same

I’m drifting, I’m fading, I’m caught in the haze

Replaying the movie in a thousand different ways

Tell me baby, what was last night's story?

Lost in the heat, lost in the glory

We were high, we were low, we were everything

Now I’m just driving, waiting for the phone to ring

Oh, last night’s story, last night’s story

I’m still haunted by the way you said you’re sorry

Driving through the dark, trying to find the light

But I’m stuck in the middle of last night

Yeah, tell me baby, what was last night's story?

Did it mean a thing, or was it just for the glory?

Last night’s story, last night’s story

I’m spinning the tires, running from the worry

Speeding through the city till the sun turns gray

I’m still a thousand miles away from yesterday

(Last night's story... yeah, I'm stuck in last night...)