Lyrics
[Intro] (uh) (yeah)
[Verse 1] I packed the blender and the heavy wool coat
Left the spare key under the plastic gnome
Six months of silence in a different zip code
But I still know the rhythm of your front door (oh)
[Pre-Chorus] Phone on the dash, screen glowing blue
I didn't mean to type the first three digits of you
But the car knows the way, it’s a habit, it’s a fault
Grinding the gears till we come to a halt
[Chorus] We’re a loop in the tape, we’re a ghost in the hall
Every time we say 'never' we’re waiting to fall
Back to the kitchen, back to the mess
Trading the distance for a hand on a dress
It’s a long way home, but I’m standing right here
Always the same at the end of the year (yeah)
[Post-Chorus] Always back, always back (mmh)
Always back to the start
[Verse 2] The wallpaper’s peeling where we tried to fix the leak
You’re wearing that shirt with the stain on the sleeve
No grand apologies, just a "how have you been?"
While the ice in the glass starts to melt again (uh)
[Pre-Chorus] Phone on the dash, screen glowing blue
I didn't mean to type the first three digits of you
But the car knows the way, it’s a habit, it’s a fault
Grinding the gears till we come to a halt
[Chorus] We’re a loop in the tape, we’re a ghost in the hall
Every time we say 'never' we’re waiting to fall
Back to the kitchen, back to the mess
Trading the distance for a hand on a dress
It’s a long way home, but I’m standing right here
Always the same at the end of the year (yeah)
[Bridge] We could go out, we could find a new crowd
But the bass in my chest is getting too loud
It’s not a mistake if we do it ten times
Just a very long poem with no perfect rhymes (yeah)
[Chorus] We’re a loop in the tape, we’re a ghost in the hall
Every time we say 'never' we’re waiting to fall
Back to the kitchen, back to the mess
Trading the distance for a hand on a dress
It’s a long way home, but I’m standing right here
Always the same at the end of the year (yeah)
[Outro] Under the porch light (oh)
Back in the driveway
Always you (mmh)
(yeah)