Flicker

Box fan blowing, we were throwing off the covers

Touch so hot, had me sweating like a mother

Warned me 'bout girls with a silver spoon smile

Had to find out for myself

Sky-blue sky, wild Mississippi summer

Sweet as honey, felt like thunder

Rolling across my one-track mind

Like a freight train fever dream five-alarm fire

I stood too close to the flame

I was burning up, she was playing games

Holding onto her was like holding smoke

She lit me up and let me go

I ain't tryna say that I still miss her

But every now and then, that flame still flickers

Rolling 'round town in a drop-top Mercedes

King of Friday night when she was my baby

Bringing that heat parked down by the river

Everybody but me knew it wouldn't last forever

Sky-blue sky, wild Mississippi summer

Sweet as honey, felt like thunder

I stood too close to the flame

I was burning up, she was playing games

Holding onto her was like holding smoke

She lit me up and let me go

I ain't tryna say that I still miss her

But every now and then, that flame still flickers

Like a worn-out E on a motel sign-er

One-last-flick Bic butane lighter

Hit-you-deep bittersweet reminder

I stood too close to the flame

I was burning up, she was playing games

Holding onto her was like holding smoke

She lit me up and let me go

I ain't tryna say that I still miss her

But every now and then, that flame still flickers

The flame still flickers

Oh, the flame still flickers