[Intro]
Late night
Screen glow
Fridge hum
Heart slow
[Verse 1]
You on the couch in that worn-out hoodie
Drawstrings chewed like your middle school pens
Hair in a knot, two socks don’t match
Still the flyest thing I’ve ever let in
Door dash bags by the overflowing sink
You laugh, say, "Wow, we living like teens"
But we grown now, rent due, same week
Still you dance with a spoon in your jeans
We got chipped mugs, three forks, one plate
You take the last bite, call it soulmate tax
I act mad, but I move my leg
Just to make more room for you to relax
Clock blinking wrong, that cheap blue light
But your face got its own soft glow
Whole world loud in the other room
Here, it’s mumbling under your show
[Chorus]
This that worn-out hoodie love
All the seams about to bust
Still we pull it on, still we trust
Yeah, we threadbare, but it’s enough
This that late-bill, early bus
Kitchen floor, both of us
If it all falls down, kicks up dust
We’ll just breathe slow, ride that rush
[Verse 2]
You hate your job, they keep moving the goalpost
Come home quiet, drop keys by the door
I kill the sound on whatever I’m watching
Ask one time, then I listen for more
You say, "Maybe I’m too much, too honest"
I say, "Nah, they too scared, too small"
You curl up tight with your head on my chest
Hear my heart trip over each call
We don’t take trips, just loops ‘round Target
Window shop lives that we swear we’ll afford
You try on rings just to make me nervous
Walk back out with a candle and a chord
We argue ‘bout dishes, about dumb group chats
You storm off, I stare at the wall
Five minutes later you crawl in my lap
Mutter, "My bad," barely talking at all
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
If this all we ever get
Hand-me-down dreams, secondhand checks
Would you still choose this tiny bed?
My chest as your pillow, your leg on my leg
[whispered vocals]
You say, "Yeah, as long as it’s you
As long as you rant, then cook that cheap stew
As long as we break, then bend, then mend
I don’t need more, just you as my end"
[Chorus]