Dangerous Game

WRITTEN BY: OWEN TEMPLE & CAROLINE HALE

When Mandy went missing in the woods, the news shook the town
‘Cause nothing’s happened here since Charles Lindbergh’s plane went down
Scotty stared into coffee black as a midnight moonless night
The diner booth was cold in the flash of neon light

Off the edges of the map, out of the frame
She wasn’t coming back, love’s a dangerous game

Yellow lights mean go slower, not faster, in this town
But her keys were still in the ignition and the convertible top was down
Scotty still wore the pink carnation, his mind in outer space
He barely touched his coffee with the guilt on his face

Off the edges of the map, out of the frame
She wasn’t coming back, love’s a dangerous game

The Purple Sage Roadhouse was the last place Mandy was seen
Mascara down her cheeks, standing in the headlight beams
For three months, the dust never settled, for three months the phone never rang
On the jukebox over and over, it was Crazy, Patsy Cline sang

Off the edges of the map, out of the frame
She wasn’t coming back, love’s a dangerous game

Somebody ran fake transactions through the roadhouse cash machine
Police found a safe deposit box, empty, in Abilene
Mandy disappeared and Scotty never said a word
Whatever went down that night, some say he did it – all for her

Off the edges of the map, out of the frame
She wasn’t coming back, love’s a dangerous game
Off the edges of the map, out of the frame
She wasn’t coming back, love’s a dangerous game
Dangerous game