Lyrics Offseason - Stay Inside

Offseason

After they cut us short
You brought us to Allston to play one
Out in the parking lot
Me and Jackson split cigarettes shaking
Heard you come in and come out
So I’m soaking up all of your melodies
Walk out with no goodbyes
And fade out with slow divides
So I hope this is a singalong
Hope we get drunk and play this in your living room
Hope we got shows to do
And I hope you think about me the same way I think about you
Hold on
Meet me at the top of the stairs when it’s over
You won
Meet me at the top of the hill when we’re older
You’re half in, well
This is the part you’ve been waiting for
You’re half out, well
This is the part you’ve been digging for
It’s happening again
An emptier bed
An emptier nest than you thought you could handle
You’re derelict, feel the sick frequencies bounce
Around and echo through the hallway
But there’s smoke in your lungs
His taste on your tongue
And shadows of a song that got caught in your memory
Wade in it, start again, tie yourself to melodies
And drift off with the ghost of your love
Hold on
Meet me at the top of the stairs when it’s over
You won
Meet me at the top of the hill when we’re older
You’re half in, well
This is the part you’ve been waiting for
You’re half out, well
This is the part you’ve been digging for
You’re afraid—that's okay
Your head’s in all the right places
Celebrate, then separate
I can’t take it
I was left alone again
Our sequence still sequencing
If motions imply it’s a comeback
I’ll follow the frequency
I was left alone again
Our sequence still sequencing
If motions imply it’s a comeback
I’ll follow the frequency