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The doorframe dents from where my fist knocked
The coatrack falls and snaps the mantel clock
The quiet in the room feels thick as glue
I spot the speck of smile hiding in you
I hand you back the sock you threw at me
You fold it wrong and call it victory
You quote the silly show we binged last week
We say the words we thought we’d never speak
Our sleeves get tangled in the hallway door
We push and pull the hinge but don’t keep score
But I would pick you at every single chance
This chaos is our rhythm and our dance
Our sleeves get tangled in the hallway door
We push and pull the hinge but don’t keep score
We’re used to messy fights and soggy fries
We still share one seat under angry skies
I hand you back the sock you threw at me
You fold it wrong and call it victory
You quote the silly show we binged last week
We say the words we thought we’d never speak
Our sleeves get tangled in the hallway door
We push and pull the hinge but don’t keep score
But I would pick you at every single chance
This chaos is our rhythm and our dance
Our sleeves get tangled in the hallway door
We push and pull the hinge but don’t keep score
We’re used to messy fights and soggy fries
We still share one seat under angry skies