1... 2... 3... 4... Nina: Maybe everybody feels like this Harriet: Then why does nobody talk about it Nina: Talk about what Harriet: That weird feeling all the time Nina: That's just being tired Harriet: I don't think it is Nina: Then what is it Harriet: I don't know how to explain it [VERSE 1] Nina: The bus was late again this morning Nobody even looked annoyed Harriet: People get used to anything Nina: A guy dropped his coffee everywhere And just stood there staring at it Harriet: Honestly that felt familiar [PRE-CHORUS] Nina: I left myself a voicemail yesterday Harriet: Why Nina: I wanted to hear how I sounded Harriet: Did it help Nina: Not really Harriet: You sound just fine Nina: That's kind of the problem [CHORUS] I miss when music felt huge When walking home meant something When every night didn't blur Into the next one I miss getting overly excited About stupid things Now everything feels flattened out Like somebody lowered the volume Nina: I think I'm getting better Harriet: You said that last week [VERSE 2] Nina: I reorganized the kitchen at 1am Moved all the cups for no reason Harriet: You do that when something's wrong Nina: Maybe I just couldn't sleep Harriet: Maybe Nina: I keep buying fruit and forgetting to eat it Harriet: Yeah I've noticed Nina: The apartment smells good for two days Then kind of sad after that [PRE-CHORUS 2] Nina: I took the long way home again Harriet: Past the closed swimming pool Nina: The water still moves under the cover Harriet: You always stop and look at it Nina: I know [CHORUS] I miss when music felt huge When walking home meant something When every conversation didn't sound Half rehearsed I miss being surprised By my own life sometimes Now whole weeks disappear Before I even notice [BRIDGE] Sometimes I feel almost normal Standing in a grocery store Looking at fruit Trying to remember what I came for The automatic doors kept opening Even when nobody walked in [PRE-CHORUS] Maybe everybody feels like this Maybe people just get used to it Maybe growing up means Learning how to hide it better Maybe nothing's actually wrong Maybe this is just how it feels To wake up every day And keep going anyway Harriet: That's probably the saddest thing you've said tonight… [FINAL CHORUS] I miss when music felt huge When walking home meant something When every night didn't blur Into the next one I miss getting overly excited About stupid things Now everything feels flattened out Like somebody lowered the volume I just miss it so much...
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