A confession about pretending not to know when you actually do.
The lyric doesn't bother with grand romantic gestures or poetic justification.
It's just the raw arithmetic of a situation that's already broken, narrated by someone who can see all the pieces on the floor and knows they're the one who dropped them.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
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