Counter light blinking
Little chrome moon
Hums like it knows me
At half past noon
You grind
I wait
Same old ritual
Pressing my forehead
To stainless steel cool
You’re my double shot heartbeat
Pull me through the morning blur
Steam rising like secrets
I only ever tell to her
Tiny thunder in a paper cup
Burn my tongue
Still drink you up
Yeah
My double shot heartbeat
Hit me
Wake me
Shake me up (hey!)
Tiny red handle
Sticky from rush
Barista scribbles
My name in a rush
You cough
Then bloom
Dark as wet earth
I swear you argue
With my sense of worth
You’re my double shot heartbeat
Pull me through the evening drag
Steam rising like promises
Stitched into this stained-up rag
Tiny thunder in a paper cup
Burn my tongue
Still drink you up
Yeah
My double shot heartbeat
Hit me
Wake me
Shake me up (oh yeah)