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Deep end again

Thank you for listening! ↓ Yeah... Uh... I'm in the deep end again, talkin' to the ceiling again... Check the time, and my signal's fadin' You showed up with that look Smoke rings, cheap wine, my whole place is yours We dissect our exes like a biology class Talkin' 'bout the future through a cracked looking glass You kiss me like a question, I answer with my hands We're buildin' up a city on these unstable sands And I'm your weekend tourist, you're my holiday We both skip the foreplay to hear what the other won't say. And it's loud... so loud... But then the sun creeps in, a blade of guilty pleasure You rearrange your face and say, "I'm gonna stay the night?" But it's a statement, not a question, and we both know the truth We're just two different frequencies, chasing the same proof. And you call it a connection, I call it a symptom. This push and this pull, got me dizzy in the rhythm. You're a beautiful confusion, a lovely kind of poison. My head says "run away," but my body's makin' noise and It's just static in the silence, a broken, sweet compliance. You call it a connection, I call it a symptom. Monday morning texts are just a ghost of the night A "haha" or a "yeah" that never feels quite right. You're a thumbnail on my screen, a story I can't watch Buildin' up a mystery just to keep me locked. My friends all say I'm different, got a vacancy behind my eyes I'm tellin' them I'm fine, but I'm perfectin' my disguise. 'Cause you only want the version of me that you create When the city's sleepin' sound and it's a little bit too late. And then you text "you up?" and it's a flicker in the dark I ignore it for an hour just to feel a little spark. But I let you in the doorway with that familiar, tired smile And we repeat the first verse, forgettin' all the style. And you call it a connection, I call it a symptom. This push and this pull, got me dizzy in the rhythm. You're a beautiful confusion, a lovely kind of poison. My head says "run away," but my body's makin' noise and— It's just static in the silence, a broken, sweet compliance. You call it a connection, I call it a symptom. Yeah... a symptom You call it a connection... I'm callin' it a night. I'm callin' it a night. For real this time... ...I think. #song #rnb #newsong