Soft Static in My Chest

You trace circles on my shoulder Like you’re drawing out a map of what you want Quiet in your faded sweater But your eyes keep saying everything you don’t Breath on my neck Clock on the wall feels drunk You say “I’m fine” Then you pour another cup Stay a little longer on my side of the bed Let the past fall off like your shoes by the steps We don’t need to name it Just lay here and confess All this heavy Hazy longing Like soft static in my chest Soft static in my chest (oh) Soft static in my— Your phone lights up on the counter You turn it over like it burns your skin Laugh it off But your hands are shaking Like you’re scared of what you’d do if you gave in I’ve been alone So close to you it hurts Say what you want Or I’ll say it to you first Stay a little longer on my side of the bed Let the past fall off like your shoes by the steps We don’t need to name it Just lay here and confess All this heavy Hazy longing Like soft static in my chest Soft static in my chest (yeah) Soft static in my chest