An abundance of takeout that we never touched
Soaking through my countertops, watching us
As we danced around the end of our time
As I stood in my kitchen, in my denim dress
I felt naked with your hands counting my ribs
Slowly one by one
Give me one more, too long goodbye
Go on hold me while we've still got some time
Give me one more, too long goodbye
I just need you to linger to get through the night
I was breathing you in, you were pulling me close
On that old tile floor all laden with dust
And I wondered what could be more fragile than this
Maybe my fancy glasses lined up in rows
In the built in cabinet, the reason I chose
This unit that we're standing in the middle of now
Give me one more, too long goodbye
Go on hold me while we've still got some time
Give me one more, too long goodbye
I just need you to linger to get through the night
I just need you to linger to get through the night
You left through the back door, you left me the gin
You said 'I'll be back, we'll do this again'
And I watched and let the blinds resettle from your wake
Cause it's a stubborn old door, but I locked it up tight
And I fumbled my way around turning out lights
Forgetting all about the takeout on my counter