I left the house
Got on the train, it started to rain
I started to think about being single again
I got off at the first station,
I went to Westfield
Trying to buy myself some time,
And I’m back here
And I’m trying to explain
What brought me back
Just a hunch, just an inkling, just a feeling
Force of habit, a compromise, a failure
But I’ve got this feeling
And over the years...
Love turns into background noise
Like this ringing in my ears
Like the buzzing of the fridge
You only notice when it disappears
(Oh)
Oh maomaomaomao
I’ve got no excuses
I can’t remember the first time,
Or the last time,
Or the way we got from here to there
Should I keep you at arm’s length
Too far away, I’ll die of cold
Too close, I’ll lose my teeth and hair
I’ve got nothing to base this love upon,
Nothing but a feeling
The evening sunlight in your hair
Feet in the (?)
Oh jesus christ now, what a feeling
How could I know?
Love turns into background noise
Like this ringing in my ears
Like the buzzing of the fridge
You only notice when it disappears
Love turns into background noise
Like this ringing in my ears
Like the buzzing of the fridge
You only notice when it disappears
Love turns into background noise
Like this ringing in my ears
Like the buzzing of the fridge
You only notice when it disappears
Oh no no, no background noise
No more ringing in my ears
No more buzzing like a fridge
You only notice when it disappears
Oh, oh, oh (…)