Tragedy At 2%

I was walking home at midnight, replaying what you said,

Thinking 'bout our moments, every word stuck in my head.

But fate can be so reckless, love can be so cruel,

'Cause my phone lit up with warning like a prophecy of doom.

And I froze there on the sidewalk, whispering a prayer,

Hoping hope would save me from a nightmare…

At 2 percent, baby, I was losing faith,

I had one last chance to see if you were on your way.

At 2 percent, standing in the rain,

Refreshing all your messages like love depends on pain.

Oh tell me, is this love or just bad luck again…

At 2 percent?

I searched for holy power—every café, every door,

But every outlet mocked me like they'd seen my heart before.

A stranger saw me crying, said, "Are you doing okay?"

I said, "Girl, my love life's dying… and so's my battery today."

And I'm trying to stay hopeful, trying to stay brave,

But baby, you're the only one I want to save…

At 2 percent, baby, I was losing faith,

I had one last chance to see if you were on your way.

At 2 percent, standing in the rain,

Refreshing all your messages like love depends on pain.

Oh tell me, is this love or just bad luck again…

At 2 percent?

If I could charge my heart,

I'd plug it right into you.

'Cause every spark I've lost,

I feel it when I'm missing you.

At 2 percent, baby, I believed in signs,

Praying lightning from the heavens might restore the line.

At 2 percent, right before it died,

Your message hit my screen and said, "I'm coming tonight."

Oh darling, we survived what seemed like world's end…

At 2 percent

Love came back again!