Split-Second Heartbeat

You walk in late, same faded denim

Coffee stain on your sleeve, you still kill it

Laugh too loud at the wrong punchline

Still somehow you stay on my mind

You hate your job, you love your playlists

You overshare when you’re a little anxious

You say you’re “fine”, then you prove you’re lying

By playing that song you play when you’re crying

It’s that split-second heartbeat, when you touch my hand

All the noise drops out, I can’t hear the band

You say, “I’m a mess,” but you’re all I want

Yeah, you crash through my cool like a bass line stomp

It’s that split-second heartbeat, every time you laugh

Like the world tilts sideways, lose my balance fast

I don’t need a movie, I don’t need a plan

Just that split-second heartbeat, and your hand in my hand (oh)

You call me up just to rate your outfit

Change three times, still say you hate it

You lose your keys in your own apartment

Blame the couch like the couch was plotting

You talk through films, ask “what just happened?”

Then cry at scenes where nobody’s clapping

You say you’re “too much,” I say, “thank God”

You’re the one bright glitch in a world too smooth, too soft

It’s that split-second heartbeat, when you touch my hand

All the noise drops out, I can’t hear the band

You say, “I’m a mess,” but you’re all I want

Yeah, you crash through my cool like a bass line stomp

It’s that split-second heartbeat, every time you laugh

Like the world tilts sideways, lose my balance fast

I don’t need a movie, I don’t need a plan

Just that split-second heartbeat, and your hand in my hand

Look, I don’t talk like this on the daily (nah)

But you flip my script like crazy

Every flaw you got, that’s my favorite track

Play it on repeat, never take it back

If forever feels too big tonight

Then just stay ‘til the morning light (hey!)

We can count these tiny moments

Like loose change in our pockets, golden

It’s that split-second heartbeat, when you touch my hand

All the noise drops out, I can’t hear the band

You say, “I’m a mess,” but you’re all I want

Yeah, you crash through my cool like a bass line stomp

It’s that split-second heartbeat, every time you laugh

Like the world tilts sideways, lose my balance fast

I don’t need a movie, I don’t need a plan

Just that split-second heartbeat, and your hand in my hand (yeah)

That split-second heartbeat

And your hand in my hand