TWO CUPS, COLD NOW

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Intro

Apartment still warm. Neither of us left.

Verse 1

Your side of the bed is the left one now. Mine's the one by the lamp with the busted crown. You take the mug with the chip on the rim, I take the blue one, same shelf, same Sunday. The Brita filter clock says change me. We don't. The fridge hums a D-flat since October, and we both know which drawer holds the soy sauce. Nobody said love. Nobody said roommate. We just kept paying the gas bill and calling that something.

Pre-chorus

You left the balcony door cracked again. Rain coming in on the succulent. I moved it two inches. You noticed. Neither of us said a word.

Chorus

Two cups on the counter, neither of them mine, We been roommates since we stopped redrawing the line. The furniture knows everything we never said out loud, The couch remembers, the ceiling fan keeps count. yeah We pay the same Wi-Fi, sleep the same four walls, Love turned into a lease that neither of us calls.

Verse 2

Tuesday, 9:14, you almost asked the thing. Mouth opened halfway, you were holding the ring of the kettle handle, steam going up past your eye, and the sentence just... didn't. I let it go too. I pretended I was looking at my phone. Screen was dark. The kettle clicked. You said, "made enough for two if you want." That was the conversation. That was the entire Tuesday.

Pre-chorus

The dishwasher ran an hour and a half. Neither of us loaded it, neither asked. We just heard it stop and went back to our phones.

Chorus

Two cups on the counter, neither of them mine, We been roommates since we stopped redrawing the line. The furniture knows everything we never said out loud, The couch remembers, the ceiling fan keeps count. oh We pay the same Wi-Fi, sleep the same four walls, Love turned into a lease that neither of us calls.

Verse 3

Jasmine came by Saturday. Looked at you, looked at me, said "What are y'all? Like, for real." You laughed. I laughed. Neither of us answered. She waited six seconds. I counted. Then she said "Okay" and picked up her keys. After she left you washed a glass already clean. I folded a blanket nobody used. We never brought it up again. Not that night. Not Sunday. Not the Monday after.

Bridge

You started moving things. Toothbrush, one cup, the charger you said I could keep. No announcement. No suitcase. Just a slow leak. I watched the bathroom shelf get lighter and didn't ask where the toothbrush went. I already knew.

Verse 4

The apartment is the only one who knows. Every lamp we bought, every water ring on the wood. The 305 rent split six ways over eighteen months. The smoke alarm that chirps on the 4th like clockwork. All of it stays. We just stop.

Chorus

Two cups on the counter, neither of them mine, neither mine We been roommates since we stopped redrawing the line. stopped redrawing The furniture knows everything we never said out loud, never said The couch remembers, the ceiling fan keeps count. keeps count yeah, yeah We pay the same Wi-Fi, sleep the same four walls, Love turned into a lease that neither of us calls. this whole apartment is our tombstone now

Verse 5

Your key's still on the hook. You haven't said if you're keeping it. I haven't said if I want you to. Fridge still humming the same D-flat. Balcony door still open a crack. Someone should close it. Neither of us does.

Outro

Two cups. Cold now.

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