SEASON FIVE

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Intro

Pilot. Pilot's still my favorite episode. Don't matter the show. Pilot's the promise. And I keep coming back to the promise.

Verse 1

Twenty-twenty-six, same couch, same dust on the receiver Blue light wash the wall like I'm a non-believer Disc one, episode one, press play like a prayer Streetlight orange through the blinds, Plantation air She still in the bedroom, scrolling, half asleep Said she'd watch with me, then the season got too deep Three episodes in, I already feel the slip Like I done been here with Tasha, with Kim, with Liv Same theme song, same coffee gone cold Same heater clicking on when the AC get too bold I tell myself this time different, this time I stay But the calendar on the fridge already say May Lose a woman every May-to-July Don't ask me why I'm sitting in a rerun, rerun is mine

Chorus

Season five, season five, somebody gotta leave Same blue light, same goodbye, same pack-up-a-sleeve I keep falling out of love right when the writers do Five-year rerun and I'm losing you Season five, season five, credits start to roll Every box-set ending take another piece of soul I keep falling out of love right when the writers do Five-year rerun and I'm losing you

Verse 2

Season two we still good, she bring me cafecito Laughing at the dialogue, I'm laughing at the meta I tell her bout the writers room, the first showrunner gone She say she don't watch TV like I do, she just along Season three I'm quoting lines she ain't said Season four I'm scrolling Reddit while we in bed And by season five there's a character who dies Same one every cycle, same close-up on the eyes They put a needle drop on it, I watch the actor go Something in my chest go quiet I can't show Next morning I'm distant, next week I'm distant-er Two months later I'm a missing-person mister Amber twenty-fifteen, Tasha twenty-twenty Maya twenty-twenty-five, I thought the show was empty The show is the mirror, and the mirror ain't pretty

Chorus

Bridge

Same character dies every time I watch The show finish, somebody always pack a box I keep falling out of love right when the writers do Same character dies every time I watch

Verse 3

Maya in the kitchen, ice clinking in the glass She know the look I got, she been watching me detach Say "you doing it again." I say "doing what?" She say "the show. The thing. The five-year shut." And I ain't got nothing 'cause she ain't wrong Been in love with a series longer than any woman Writers killed somebody, I felt it more than my own grief Pause. That's the bar. That's the season-five thief The show been my therapist, my father, my routine The show stay when she leave, the show ain't never lean I keep picking women I can outlast on a binge That's the diagnosis. That's the hinge I'm a man in love with reruns. That's the truth I been ducking Maya, I'm sorry. Tryna break the cycle from cussing

Chorus

Season five, season five, somebody gotta leave. But maybe this time the somebody is me. I keep falling out of love right when the writers do. Five-year rerun, I'm trying to lose the loop. Season five, season five, credits start to roll. But maybe I press pause 'fore it take another soul. I keep falling out of love right when the writers do. Five-year rerun, I'm trying not to lose you.

Outro

[Hard stop] Pilot. Pilot's still my favorite episode. But the finale is mine.

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