[Verse 1] (Male) Flickering streetlamps under neon skies, Tracing faded lines where memory lies. Corners fold like secrets in a hidden place, Maps on receipts, the city’s gentle face. (Female) Smoke curls from alleyways, shadows entwine, Every step we took, a whispered sign. Ink smeared dreams on crumpled paper sheets, Holding onto fragments no one else keeps. [Pre-Chorus] (Male & Female) Drawn in the dark, where the silence hums, Lost in the maze, but we come undone. [Chorus] (Male & Female) Tracing city maps on the back of receipts, Where the cold pavement and our heartbeats meet. Lines bend and break but we never retreat, Following the rhythm of broken streets. Tracing city maps on the back of receipts, Maps of the places where our shadows greet. [Verse 2] (Female) Half-remembered whispers in a midnight haze, Inked confessions in the haze of smoky days. Every intersection, a secret to keep, Every detour, a promise buried deep. (Male) Silent exchanges, the language of the night, Fingers trembling in the low city light. Folded stories pressed beneath our skin, Maps hold the marks of where we've been. [Pre-Chorus] (Male & Female) Drawn in the dark, where the silence hums, Lost in the maze, but we come undone. [Chorus] (Male & Female) Tracing city maps on the back of receipts, Where the cold pavement and our heartbeats meet. Lines bend and break but we never retreat, Following the rhythm of broken streets. Tracing city maps on the back of receipts, Maps of the places where our shadows greet. [Bridge] (Female) Fold the night between your fingers tight, (Male) Hold on to the quiet before the light. (Female) Every line a thread that pulls us near, (Male) We sketch the past to keep it here. [Chorus] (Male & Female) Tracing city maps on the back of receipts, Where the cold pavement and our heartbeats meet. Lines bend and break but we never retreat, Following the rhythm of broken streets. Tracing city maps on the back of receipts, Maps of the places where our shadows greet. [Outro] (Female) In the hush of dawn, the paper fades, (Male) But in these lines, our story stays.