Sink full of dishes Wednesday night mess
You staring at the wall like it might confess
Half a cup of coffee gone cold on the sill
We don't say a word but I feel it still
You curl up tight on the couch edge
I'm tracing circles on the window ledge
Heartbeat kicking through my chest
You whisper maybe we're too much stress
But something in the way you lean
Says you're not done with me
Your trouble looks good on me
I want the heavy want the history
So bring the chaos bring the fight
I'll hold you closer in the low light
Your trouble looks good on me
We got scars but they're ours to keep
The world can throw us what it will
I'm standing with you standing still
Cracked phone screen and last month rent
You laugh it off with a compliment
Says I look cute when I overthink
Fills my empty glass when I'm on the brink
You got habits I don't understand
But I got plans and they include your hands
Lately doubt got a heavy sound
But watch me turn this thing around
Something in the way you breathe
Says you still believe
Your trouble looks good on me
I want the heavy want the history
So bring the chaos bring the fight
I'll hold you closer in the low light
Your trouble looks good on me
We got scars but they're ours to keep
The world can throw us what it will
I'm standing with you standing still
We could run we could fold we could blame the rain
But I'd rather chase the thunder if you feel the same
Every mess we made led to where we stand
I ain't letting go of that trembling hand
Your trouble looks good on me
I want the heavy want the history
So bring the chaos bring the fight
I'll hold you closer in the low light
Your trouble looks good on me
We got scars but they're ours to keep
The world can throw us what it will
I'm standing with you standing still