Static on the Shoreline

[Verse 1]
The screen door's got a tear shaped like Idaho.
The air's so sticky, smells like bug spray and cheap gin.
It's midnight on the last Thursday in July, and I don't know
If this is the beginning, or the level where we can't win.
You're lining up the bottle caps, a game of checkers on the rail.

[Chorus]
You said it low and fast, a buzz beneath the tide.
Was that my name you whispered, or just a place to hide?
It's all just static on the shoreline, a beautiful mistake.
Did you play your last card or just let the silence break?

[Verse 2]
My left ear's catching ocean, my right ear's catching you.
It's a busted stereo mix, I'm trying to EQ.
“'This was fun,' you said,” or was it, “Are we done?”
I just nod, iconic, like I'm not the only one
Who feels the board is tipping at the end of the vacation week.

[Chorus]
You said it low and fast, a buzz beneath the tide.
Was that my name you whispered, or just a place to hide?
It's all just static on the shoreline, a beautiful mistake.
Did you play your last card or just let the silence break?

[Bridge]
Back in Omaha, the sky is so clean.
No ocean humming, you know what I mean?
There's no excuse for guessing what you meant to say.
But here it's kinda romantic in a cringe, Florida-Kitsch way.

[Outro]
Game over? Or just press start to continue?
Yeah, the static's pretty loud tonight, isn't you?