Lyric

The room cools down around two

I turn before I'm fully awake

My fingers cross the empty sheet

Then stop

It's been months

I should be past that part

But every now and then

My body disagrees

I lie there wide awake

Angry at nothing in particular

Blind touch

My hand goes looking before I do

For the warmth I knew by heart

For you

Blind touch

And there I am, crying again

I don't make myself stop

You were worth the hurt

We had no sense of moderation

A Tuesday could run into dawn

I missed trains, you missed meetings

Neither of us cared enough

You once left your shoes in the hall

For three days, maybe four

I complained every morning

I'd give anything to trip on them now

That's the part nobody tells you

The stupid things come back too

Blind touch

My hand goes looking before I do

For the warmth I knew by heart

For you

Blind touch

And there I am, crying again

I don't make myself stop

You were worth the hurt

I won't turn us into a lesson

We were bad at some of it

Good at enough of it

And once, I was happier than I knew

Tonight hurts

Tomorrow may not

Either way, you happened to me

I won't make that smaller

Blind touch

My hand goes looking before I do

For the warmth I knew by heart

For you

Blind touch

Yes, there I am, crying again

I don't make myself stop

You were worth the hurt

The room is cold now

I know