[Intro — Female] Room twenty-eight. [Male] You’ve got the keys. [Female] Do I? [Male] You know you do. [Verse 1 — Female] You booked somewhere nicer than necessary One night No reason We told everybody We needed a change of scenery Technically true You carried the small bag I carried absolutely nothing useful Except lipstick And the hotel keys [Verse 1 — Male] You kept turning them Around one finger All the way down the corridor Pretending you didn’t notice I was watching your hand You stopped outside the room Looked at the number Then at me And took your time [Pre-Chorus — Female] It’s just a door [Male] Mm [Female] Just one night [Male] If you say so [Both] Then why does the air feel different When the lock turns? [Chorus — Both] The hotel keys Cold in my hand Your body close behind me While I’m trying to understand Why one little room Feels like leaving everything outside The hotel keys One click One door And suddenly we’ve got nowhere We have to be anymore [Female harmony stack] Nowhere Nowhere [Both] Turn the key Come inside [Verse 2 — Female] Your jacket lands across the chair My earrings by the sink You open the minibar I laugh at the prices You say “Worth it” I ask “What is?” You don’t answer Just look at me Right That [Male] You walk toward the window Pull the curtains halfway closed I say “You look nervous” [Female] I say “You look pleased about it” [Male] Maybe [Pre-Chorus] [Female] The keys are still Beside my bag [Male] Leave them there [Female] We’ll need them later [Male] Not for a while [Chorus — richer harmonies] The hotel keys Cold in my hand Your body close behind me While I’m trying to understand Why one little room Feels like leaving everything outside The hotel keys One click One door And suddenly we’ve got nowhere We have to be anymore [Upper Female Harmony] Nowhere Stay here [Both] Turn the key Come inside [Bridge — nearly a cappella] [Female] No photographs [Male] No schedule [Female] No morning alarm [Male] Turn it off [Female] No reason To rush [Male, light rasp] Exactly [Both — close harmony] Let the hallway keep the rest of the world [Final Chorus] [Female Lead] The hotel keys Still by the door [Male Counter-line] We don’t need them yet [Female] Your shirt on the chair My dress on the floor [Male] Come here [Both] One little room And all that careful distance Doesn’t make sense anymore [Female ascending melisma] Mo-o-o-o-ore Anymore— [Soft whistle accent] [Outro] [Male] Checkout’s eleven. [Female] Ask for twelve.
