[Intro - Female] Candy corn on the counter bowl still out from last night [Verse 1 - Female rap] Kitchen ugly in the good way, sun too honest for October's end Bowl of leftover candy like the night refused to pretend it was over. Orange and yellow stuck together in a clump Candy corn on the counter, coffee in a chipped cup I am in his shirt. He is in yesterday's jeans Fog machine in the corner looking sorry and clean I pick one piece, hate it, eat it anyway, laugh Morning after Halloween is a quieter kind of photograph No kids, no lipstick, no costume left to perform Just sugar on the laminate and a man who kept me warm when the porch light finally quit and the bowl went still Candy corn on the counter is a small thing. It will outlast the night if we leave it there a while I leave it. I like the proof. I like the unstyled [Pre-Chorus - Female sung] The party is over the house is ours sugar on the counter and the slowest hours [Verse 2 - Male country] She wrinkled her nose at the candy and still took two I poured the coffee like that was the most I could do to keep the morning from rushing us into a plan Candy corn on the counter from a night that ran longer than the last kid. Longer than the joke We sat on the stools and let the silence poke around the room until it found a place to sit I like her without the lipstick. I like this bit where nobody is watching and the bowl is still out like we might have company. We do not. No doubt the only guest is the season on the windowsill Candy corn on the counter. Time standing still enough for a second cup and a second look [Pre-Chorus - Male sung] The party is over the porch is bare sugar on the counter and I want her there [Chorus - Both] Candy corn on the counter proof we did not run Leftover night in a plastic bowl and the day has just begun Candy corn on the counter too sweet, too bright, too much Same as this feeling when I catch you in the hush Candy corn on the counter we can throw it out at noon or leave it like a marker that the night became a room Candy corn on the counter and your shoulder on my chair If this is the morning after I am already there [Verse 3 - Female rap] I used to treat mornings like a test I had to ace Clothes on, face on, exit with a little grace This morning I am sticky-fingered and unimpressed with my old rules. Candy corn on the counter dressed the kitchen like a holiday that forgot to pack I am not packing. I am staying through the lack of makeup and a plan and a reason to be cute He looks at me like leftover sugar is a suit I can wear. I wear it. I eat another piece and complain, and he smiles, and the complaints decrease into something like belonging in a house that is not mine yet. Candy corn on the counter. Draw the line later. Right now the line is a bowl and a shirt [Verse 4 - Male country] I will wash the bowl when she is ready, not before Leaving it out is a way of keeping the night at the door without making a speech about what the night became Candy corn on the counter is a simple name for a complicated thing: she is still here in the light that does not flatter and she does not disappear into a better version. She just drinks the coffee black and steals my stool and says she is not going back to the city until the bowl is empty or we are I said then we better eat slow. She said that is not far from a promise. I said good. Let it be one [Chorus - Both, bigger] Candy corn on the counter proof we did not run Leftover night in a plastic bowl and the day has just begun Candy corn on the counter too sweet, too bright, too much Same as this feeling when I catch you in the hush Candy corn on the counter we can throw it out at noon or leave it like a marker that the night became a room Candy corn on the counter and your shoulder on my chair If this is the morning after I am already there [Bridge - Trade then Both] [Female] Leave the bowl [Male] Leave the light [Female] Leave the sugar [Male] Leave the night [Both] on the counter a little longer so the morning understands we are not a costume we are not a one-night plan [Verse 5 - Trade] [Female] Tell me you want the bowl there when we come back through [Male] Tell me you want the kitchen when the candy is through [Female] Candy corn on the counter—say the morning counts [Male] It counts. It is the whole point. That is the amount [Final Chorus - Both, loudest] Candy corn on the counter proof we did not run Leftover night in a plastic bowl and the day has just begun Candy corn on the counter too sweet, too bright, too much Same as this feeling when I catch you in the hush Candy corn on the counter we can throw it out at noon or leave it like a marker that the night became a room Candy corn on the counter and your shoulder on my chair If this is the morning after I am already there [Outro - Both] Bowl still out coffee gone candy corn we stay on
