Lyric

I put my keys in the dish

By the door

Your shoes were lined up

Like before

The smell in the hall

Said enough

Steam on the window

Quiet stuff

You looked up once

Then looked away

Like the question

Would stay unsaid

I saw the plates

Already out

And I knew it

Right then, somehow

Dinner was already planned

Dinner was already planned

I came home late

And I lost my hand

Dinner was already planned

Dinner was already planned

You made the room

Around your own demands

There was soup on the stove

Bread cut thin

My coat stayed on

I did not fit in

You moved the salt

Just a little bit

Like the table knew

Where I sit

And I could laugh

If I wanted to

But the laugh would break

On the way through

So I stood there still

By the sink

Watching two forks

On the edge of things

You said, “It’s fine”

Like a line to keep

The whole small house

From going deep

Dinner was already planned

Dinner was already planned

I came home late

And I lost my hand

Dinner was already planned

Dinner was already planned

You made the room

Around your own demands

Maybe I’ve been

A little gone

Moving through hours

Like a borrowed song

Maybe you got tired

Of asking first

So you built your peace

Where I fit worst

Dinner was already planned

Dinner was already planned

I came home late

And I lost my hand

Dinner was already planned

Dinner was already planned

I stood outside

What used to be ours