(Long Musical Intro) (Verse 1) You leave your shoes lying by the front door I don’t ask what did you do that for We both know the chilling script by heart The same old cracks showing through the floor You say “I’m doing fine,” I say “doing the same” We keep the room toasty and warm But the heat in us never reaches that desired fate It’s the warning of an oncoming soaking rain storm (Pre-Chorus) We’re counting the days that are lame Like spare change thrown into a glass jar Still staying in the safety zone frame Even when our minds drift far apart (Chorus) Rinse and repeat Rinse and repeat, this isn’t a treat Baby, we’re barely breathing And our souls should be set free Rinse and repeat Rinse and repeat, there’s no love potion And we keep up this repetitive motion But we never can meet the desired devotion (Verse 2) Your coffee sits cold on the window sill Mine sits on the kitchen table and goes untouched too We keep on trading the same three word lie “I love you” Just to cope and make it through You pull me close during the middle of the night Like that might be adequate and for now, enough The morning finds us still sleeping side by side But after all this time, it still feels awkward and rough (Pre-Chorus) We’re counting the days that are lame Like spare change thrown into a glass jar Still staying in the safety zone frame Even when our minds drift far apart (Chorus) Rinse and repeat Rinse and repeat, this isn’t a treat Baby, we’re barely breathing And our souls should be set free Rinse and repeat Rinse and repeat, there’s no love potion And we keep up this repetitive motion But we never can meet the desired devotion (Verse 3) Maybe we won’t really hate this for forever Maybe we are consciously aware and already know How to hold this tired thing we have together And then let it proudly and gloriously show I keep your name on the tip of my tongue It’s a sensation that I can’t easily shake We’re not breaking this off, far from it baby We’re going to just remain aware and firmly awake (Pre-Chorus) We’re counting the days that are lame Like spare change thrown into a glass jar Still staying in the safety zone frame Even when our minds drift far apart (Long Musical Solos) (Chorus) Rinse and repeat Rinse and repeat, this isn’t a treat Baby, we’re barely breathing And our souls should be set free Rinse and repeat Rinse and repeat, there’s no love potion And we keep up this repetitive motion But we never can meet the desired devotion
