[Verse 1] [Spoken, low under the guitar] TeamSpeak. Yeah — Discord, before Discord was a thing. [Sung] That little join-tone chime at three A.M., Skype window glowing pale We did this every single night, voice down a wire that never failed Rust raid at midnight, CS clutch, PubG to the final ring Headset crackle, her laugh through static — the realest distant thing Never saw a face for weeks, just a voice and a callsign Building bases, splitting loot, never thinking down the line [Verse 2] Booked the first flight half as a dare, half because I had to know Airport doors, a stranger's face I somehow already seemed to know Flights turned into weekends, weekends turned to keys Turns out love looks less like fireworks, more IKEA receipts Half-built shelves and takeaway, paint samples on the floor Two player mode made physical, a flat-pack little war A thousand miles collapsed into a hallway and a door Same two idiots, no headset, figuring out what we were for [Pre-Chorus] [Build-up] Then one night she held a plastic future in her hand Two little lines that hit me harder than I ever planned [Chorus] [Belted] Bachelor to taken to father in the blink of an eye One minute chasing sunsets, next I'm learning lullabies And every road behind me led somewhere I couldn't see Now there's tiny shoes by the front door standing guard over me [Harmonies] Standing guard over me — [Verse 3] Hospital light at midnight, both of us wrecked with fear Then suddenly the smallest cry was the loudest thing I'd hear I called an old friend laughing, "Mate, they let us both breed" He said, "Guess we're really grown-ups now," or something close to that at least Two exhausted idiots talking proud through hospital walls Holding worlds the size of blankets scared to even let them fall Counted ten small fingers twice just to be sure they're real Didn't have the words back then for how that moment made me feel [Bridge] [Build-up slowly] So I stay. I stay for every question, every scraped knee, every song Every "Dad, come look at this" before the moment's gone Watch her learn the shape of words, watch her map the world anew And somehow through her little eyes I learn it all again too Then one became two Another little she Now there's three girls in this house Conspiring against me [Final Chorus] [Belted] Bachelor to taken to father, now the odds are three to one Tiny footsteps down the hallway louder than a starting gun And every darkened road I walked somehow led me to this light Three women in my life now hanging stars up in the night [Gang vocals] Hanging stars up in the night — [Outro] [Soft] Still here. Still learning. Still trying to be the man they think I am.
