Why Are We Even Still Together?

[Verse 1]
You’re laughing at a screen
I’m talking to my glass
We orbit round the silence
Like it’s all we have
You ask about my day
The way you ask the time
Your hand is on my shoulder
Your heart is out of sight
[Pre-Chorus]
We got photos on the fridge
But dust on every frame (mm)
Sleeping back to back
Both pretending we’re okay (are we?)
[Chorus]
Why are we even still together?
Holding on
Holding on to a habit
Calling it forever
When neither of us really wants it
Two ghosts in the same old sweater
Drifting in a room full of static
Tell me
Is this love or just pressure?
Why are we even still together?
[Verse 2]
You kiss me at the door
Like checking off a list
Your mouth is saying “baby”
Your eyes are saying “quit”
We cancel one more fight
By turning on the show
Turn up all the colors
So we don’t have to glow
[Pre-Chorus]
I remember every first
You remember every flaw (yeah)
We’re tracing broken lines
On a home that never was
[Chorus]
Why are we even still together?
Holding on
Holding on to a habit
Calling it forever
When neither of us really wants it
Two ghosts in the same old sweater
Drifting in a room full of static
Tell me
Is this love or just pressure?
Why are we even still together?
[Bridge]
If I say I’m scared
Will you say it too?
Or will the ceiling crack
From the weight of truth? (oh)
If you walked away
Would I chase you down?
Or breathe in
Breathe out
And enjoy the sound?
[Chorus]
Why are we even still together?
Holding on
Holding on to a habit
Calling it forever
When neither of us really wants it
Two ghosts in the same old sweater
Floating where the feelings vanished
Tell me
Is this love or just pressure?
Why are we even still together?

pop, Shimmering dream-pop synth bed with elastic indie drums and a rubbery bass pulse; female vocals, intimate and close in the verses, blooming into stacked, airy harmonies on the hook. Art-pop touches with detuned pads and metallic industrial hits in pre-chorus, chorus opens wide with side-chained pads, glittering arps, and a soaring, bittersweet topline that keeps looping in your head., industrial, female vocals, dream pop, art pop