[Studio Intro – Take 1] [click track starts, tight indie rock tempo] [clean guitar and drums come in together] [guitar hits wrong chord at about five seconds, everything stops] [Studio Banter] (That was the bridge chord.) (Sorry, my bad, I skipped a whole life chapter.) (No worries, start from the top.) [Count In] (straight face) One, two, three, four [Verse 1] First box packed with the things I did not say Old birthday cards and the bills I did not pay Wallpaper peeling like a tired old lie Dust in the corners where the years went by Landlord knocking like a metronome Same four walls that never felt like home Key in the lock for the very last time Heart on the curb in a moving box line [Pre Chorus] I am scared of empty, scared of clean But I am done with living in between [Chorus] So here is to the new place, boxes on the floor Sleeping in a jacket with no bed frame anymore If it all falls through, at least I tried To give this restless pulse a different sky New street name on the corner sign Same old heart but it might be mine [Verse 2] Kettle on the stove in a strangers light Bare white walls holding every night Neighbors walking down a hallway hum Footsteps echo where the ghosts do not come No one here knows who I used to be No one here holds any part of me I hang my coat on a borrowed hook Try to recognize my face when I look [Pre Chorus] I am scared of empty, scared of clean But I am done with living in between [Chorus] So here is to the new place, boxes on the floor Sleeping in a jacket with no bed frame anymore If it all falls through, at least I tried To give this restless pulse a different sky New street name on the corner sign Same old heart but it might be mine [Instrumental Break] [guitars and drums lock into a tight, clean groove] [short pause, 1 bar of silence, then riff returns sharper] [Bridge] Write my name on the buzzer in a shaky hand Tiny black letters on a silver band If I press that button, will somebody care If I get it wrong, will anyone stare Maybe every fresh start is a quiet bet On a version of me I have not met yet [Pre Chorus – Short] I am scared of empty, scared of clean But I am stepping out of the in between [Chorus] So here is to the new place, boxes on the floor Sleeping in a jacket with no bed frame anymore If it all falls through, at least I tried To give this restless pulse a different sky New street name on the corner sign Same old heart but it might be mine [Outro – Studio Fade] [band rings out on the last chord, room goes quiet] (That was it.) (Yeah, keep that first line, even with the false start.) [soft click track fades, silence]
