[Verse 1] We were floor three Late night Greasy paper bag between us You said "These eyes look like a roadmap" I said "Yeah To all our almosts" Salt on your lips You traced Tiny arrows over cardboard Circle here That's where we turned back Crossed-out hearts in cloudswirls [Chorus] Leftover constellation eyes Cold little stars at the bottom of the box We made a universe out of what we didn't finish Laughing at the plans that we forgot If every tiny piece of what we never tried Spelled our names in crooked lines I'd still sit here Under kitchen light Counting leftover constellation eyes (oh-oh) [Verse 2] You held one up Bent Shining "Looks like last June if you squint" Couch cushion fights Open windows Promises that never got print You ate it quick Said "History's tasty" I said "History sticks to your ribs" We shook the bag Dust clouds rising Little bright bits on our lips [Chorus] Leftover constellation eyes Cold little stars at the bottom of the box We made a universe out of what we didn't finish Laughing at the plans that we forgot If every tiny piece of what we never tried Spelled our names in crooked lines I'd still sit here Under kitchen light Counting leftover constellation eyes (yeah, yeah) [Bridge] Maybe we're just crumbs on the table Maybe we're a spill on the floor Or maybe we're that last try You only find when you open the drawer [Chorus] Leftover constellation eyes Cold little stars at the bottom of the box We made a universe out of what we didn't finish Still talking 'bout the chances that we dropped If every tiny piece of what we never tried Spelled our names in crooked lines I'd still sit here Same old kitchen light Counting leftover constellation eyes (mmm)
