Let The Smoke Stay

Songtext

[Verse 1 — Jenna] The house was black behind the trees, One yellow window cutting through, Rain hanging heavy on the gutters Like the night already knew. Jed opened up the doorway, Didn’t smile, just let me in, Nic was barefoot in the kitchen With that calm before-the-sin. There were three drinks on the counter. That should’ve told me everything. No one asked if I was staying. No one had to say a thing. The lock turned soft behind me. The whole damn house went still. And every instinct screaming leave Got drowned beneath the thrill. [Pre-Chorus — Nic] Don’t ask where this is going. Don’t make me tell a lie. You came here knowing what this was. So did he. So did I. [Chorus — All] There was smoke between three, Something wicked underneath, Jed standing in the shadows, Nic and Jenna barely breathing. No angels in the doorway, No innocence to save, Just three grown people standing One bad decision from the flame. Let the record keep on spinning. Let the whole damn city sleep. Some secrets aren’t meant for keeping— Some are meant to keep you. And by the time the clock struck two, There was nowhere left to run. Three didn’t feel like company. Three felt like a loaded gun. [Verse 2 — Jed] Nic looked straight across at Jenna, Jenna held it half too long, And I knew before they moved an inch Exactly what was wrong. Not wrong like somebody’s sorry. Wrong like lightning loves a field. Wrong like touching something dangerous Just to find out if it’s real. The bourbon burned like gasoline. The room got dark and close. Every joke died in the silence. Every nerve stood up exposed. Nobody played the innocent. Nobody played confused. There’s a difference between losing control And knowing what you choose. [Pre-Chorus — Jenna] So kill another light. Let the shadows earn their keep. If daylight wants the truth from us, It can drag it from our teeth. [Chorus — All] There was smoke between three, Something wicked underneath, Jed standing in the shadows, Nic and Jenna barely breathing. No angels in the doorway, No innocence to save, Just three grown people standing One bad decision from the flame. Let the record keep on spinning. Let the whole damn city sleep. Some secrets aren’t meant for keeping— Some are meant to keep you. And by the time the clock struck two, There was nowhere left to run. Three didn’t feel like company. Three felt like a loaded gun. [Verse 3 — Nic] I could taste the coming trouble Before anybody moved, That metallic kind of tension When there’s nothing left to prove. Jenna looked like bad religion. Jed looked worse beneath that light. And I knew whatever happened next Would follow us outside. So I stopped pretending caution Was the thing I wanted most. Some doors only become haunted After somebody gets close. The room felt almost lawless, Like the rules had lost our names, Like we’d poured them down the kitchen sink And struck a match above the drain. And God, the quiet after— That was darker than before. Because once you know what three can be, Two never feels the same anymore. [Bridge — slow, almost whispered] Jenna: Tell me this is poison. Nic: Then why’d you take the glass? Jed: Tell me this is temporary. Jenna: Then why’s it hitting this fast? Nic: Tell me we’ll forget it. Jed: You know damn well we won’t. Jenna: Tell me not to want this. Nic: I could. Jed: But she won’t. All: We knew exactly what we were doing. That’s the worst part. That’s the best. Nobody slipped. Nobody fell. We walked straight into the mess. [Breakdown — All, low and heavy] Lock the door. Draw the blinds. Leave tomorrow outside. No promises. No alibis. Just the truth we usually hide. One look. One room. Three people past pretending. Some nights don’t have a beginning. They only have an ending you can never quite outrun. [Final Chorus — All] There was smoke between three, Black heat inside the walls, Every warning we ignored Still echoing down the hall. Jed caught somewhere in the current, Nic and Jenna holding ground, Three shadows pressed together While the rain kept coming down. No heaven in the ceiling. No mercy in the dawn. Just that sick, electric feeling That whatever we were— was gone. Because something else had started, Something hungry, something deep, The kind of thing you swear is over Then it follows you to sleep. Morning came like an accusation, Cold blue through the blinds. Three glasses. Three names. Three people changed inside. And nobody called it love yet. Nobody called it wrong. But all three knew before we left— We’d be carrying that night for a long, long time. [Outro — whispered, staggered] Jenna: I should’ve left. Nic: You didn’t. Jed: Neither did I. All: Kill the light. Let the smoke stay. Some doors close behind you. Some don’t.