Unpolished Star

We're sitting three inches apart on the kitchen floor

Yeah, it

feels like a time zone but maybe a little more

You're moving your lips,

spilling water on the tile

And I'm nodding along,

thinking of familiar

style

But the signal gets lost in the space between

Like a bathtub of an unforeign movie scene

Oh, your mouth is drowning but the audio's late

We're drowning in the static that we both create Yeah,

we're shouting over a whisper

We're talking but I

need subtitles to understand you

Yeah, we're burning but there's no smoke left in the room

You're speaking in cursive,

I'm breathing in bold

We're freezing alive in a story untold

Translate the silence,

tell me the truth 'Cause I need subtitles to get through to

you

You use big words like "fine" and "it's whatever"

To patch up the cracks in our stormy weather

I look at your eyes,

searching for a script But the prompt is gone and the signal

has slipped We're two frequencies on the same dial Turning into noise

for a little while

Oh, your mouth is moving but the audio's late We're drowning in

the static that we both create

We're shouting over a whisper

We're talking but I need subtitles to understand you

Yeah, we're burning but there's no smoke left in the room You're

speaking in cursive, I'm reading in bold We're freezing alive in a

story untold

Translate the silence, tell me the truth 'Cause I need subtitles to

get through to you

White noise, blue screen

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

Are we lost in translation or just lost?

We're talking but I need subtitles to understand you 'Cause I need

subtitles to get through to you

Yeah, what do you mean?

Subtitles for you