Its bad luck to talk while you're driving But I don't want us to be fighting Please stay familiar for the last time So what kind of car are you riding I said wait, what are you hiding What do you mean for the last time
White Ferrari I finally replied A moment of silence And then she sighed I used to be in pain But now I don't feel it I used to be afraid But now I don't fear it
I asked her what she was scared of She said it used to be love But now I don't care Cause I'm not scared Or maybe not unafraid Maybe I'm just not there
The empty lot I'd pulled into I gazed at it behind the window Of my White Ferrari, and held the phone The sun went down as shadows relegated The sky turned blurry and pixelated And pretty soon, I'd have to go home
White Ferrari Make the world end I don't want to hear this Then she said, please pretend
That in this life, in this life We can watch the summer together As it draws to a close, draws to a close And while the leaves fall down and we get cynical We hold hands and you pull me close
You dominate my dreams Always I'll see you as I wander in darkΒ corners And hallways
Things are so hard in this life Things are so dark in this life We're born alone But we don't have to end that way Please don't hang up the phone Before I go away
Your White Ferrari I wish I could see it Or even go to sleep Cause then I could dream it It's so easy to leave you breathless It's not hard to make it look effortless I had an epiphany about life But I'm not quite sure what it was Oh well, nevermind I'll figure it out eventually Eventually
She said, are we taller in other dimensions I said, no we're small and not quite worth the mention She said I'm sorry for turning so abstract I said, please tell me where are you at She said, you know I can't tell you that She said, everything is starting to turn black She said don't hang up but try to stay quiet We're never closer than when we're in silence Let's try to imagine what silence looks like I hung up the phone and was left with the night.
Yes yes this is what happens when you spend the day listening to Frank Ocean
the story here is a girl calling a guy (friend? lover? family? who knows man) as she's about to commit suicide, asking him to stay on the line because she doesn't want to die alone.