I walked out of the house, it began to rain
I got on a train, started thinking about being single again
I got off at the next station, went to Westfield
Trying to buy myself some time
And now I’m back here
And I’m trying to explain
What brought me back
Just a hunch, just an inkling, just a feeling
A suspicion, a compromise, a force of habit
But I’ve got this feeling
Over the years...
Love turns into background noise
Like this ringing in my ears
Like the buzzing of a fridge
You only notice when it disappears
(Oh)
Maomaomaomao
I’ve got no evidence
Don'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
It's only real if you don't know where you're going
If you don't know what you're feeling
The afternoon sunlight in your hair
Feet on the moss
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 a fridge
You only notice when it disappears
Love turns into background noise
Like this ringing in my ears
Like the buzzing of a fridge
You only notice when it disappears
No 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, oh
Oh