**[Intro]**
Leave the window open.
I like the cold
when you're here.
**[Verse 1]**
Your jacket's hanging
from the back of my chair,
you said you'd take it home,
but you always leave something here.
Streetlight through the blinds
cuts the room in half,
you're lying on my side
like you don't know where you're at.
Your phone lights up.
You turn it over.
I don't ask.
You move closer.
Funny how we never say
the things we make so obvious.
Your fingers drawing circles
on the inside of my wrist,
like you're trying to remember
something you haven't lost yet.
**[Pre-Chorus]**
Don't tell me what this is.
I like it better
before the words get in.
Stay where you are.
The room is cold.
You're not.
**[Chorus]**
Come to the cold side of the bed.
Put your hands where
I can feel them again.
We don't have to call it love.
We don't have to call it anything yet.
Come a little closer instead.
Let the city disappear from the edge.
If you're leaving when the morning comes...
don't tell me.
Not yet.
**[Verse 2]**
Your hair still smells
like somebody else's cigarette,
even though you don't smoke
and neither do your friends.
I almost ask.
Then change my mind.
Some questions turn a moment
into something you can't rewind.
You laugh quietly.
Ask why I'm staring.
I say:
“I'm not.”
You're used to me lying.
I know exactly
when you're doing it too.
That's probably why
this works the way it does.
No promises.
No pictures.
No explaining us
to people who would only make it complicated.
Just your knees against mine
and that look you get
before you decide to stay.
**[Pre-Chorus]**
Don't tell me what this is.
The second that we name it
something changes.
Stay where you are.
The room is cold.
You're not.
**[Chorus]**
Come to the cold side of the bed.
Put your hands where
I can feel them again.
We don't have to call it love.
We don't have to call it anything yet.
Come a little closer instead.
Let the city disappear from the edge.
If you're leaving when the morning comes...
don't tell me.
Not yet.
**[Verse 3]**
We've been doing this long enough
to know the little signs.
You stop looking at the clock.
I stop pretending
I don't want you here all night.
Outside, somebody's laughing.
A car goes by.
The radiator clicks
like it's trying to keep time.
You ask what I'm thinking.
Bad question.
I say:
“Nothing.”
Bad answer.
Because I'm thinking
how easily you fit into this room.
How dangerous it is
when somebody starts feeling familiar.
How your toothbrush
shouldn't be beside mine.
How neither of us
has moved it.
**[Bridge]**
**[Drums fade back]**
Maybe we're careful
because we've done this wrong before.
**[Bass and guitar only]**
Maybe we're scared
because this doesn't feel casual anymore.
**[Breathy falsetto layers entering]**
You don't have to say it.
Neither do I.
Just don't move
when the lights come through the blinds.
**[Guitar swell]**
Stay...
just until the room gets warm.
**[Final Chorus]**
Come to the cold side of the bed.
Put your hands where
I remember them best.
We don't have to call it love.
But we're running out of other names for this.
Come a little closer instead.
Let me forget where you end
and I begin.
If you're leaving when the morning comes...
leave slowly.
Leave something here.
Give me one stupid reason
to know you'll come back again.
**[Outro]**
The window's still open.
Your jacket's still here.
So are you.
For now.
