Basement
It was good, 'til it wasn't
It was easy, but it wasn't
Let's be honest
About this
Didn't see it, from the back seat
In the car ride, when you called me
And told me
She was nobody
While you were in her bed
Kept that to yourself
Late nights, early mornings
Under someone else
I'm just an optimist
Who'd have thought it?
You were hiding friendly fires
In the basement
Kept that hidden
But let's face it
Did you really think that
I would never find it?
How ironic
I hate you, it's over
But I hate that, I'm not over
All the times we spent in your apartment
They're all gone and tainted in my head
Kept that to yourself
Late nights, early mornings
Under someone else
I'm just an optimist
Who'd have thought it?
You were hiding friendly fires
In the basement
Kept that hidden
But let's face it
Did you really think that
I would never find it?
How ironic
Caught between the fires
Burning under the city lights
The place we met on the park side
Set it all alight
Two years, too late to let me know
Four years, too deep to let it go
Now I'm all on my own again
I hate it
Who'd have thought it?
You were hiding friendly fires
In the basement
Kept that hidden
But let's face it
Did you really think that
I would never find it?
How ironic
It was easy, but it wasn't
Let's be honest
About this
Didn't see it, from the back seat
In the car ride, when you called me
And told me
She was nobody
While you were in her bed
Kept that to yourself
Late nights, early mornings
Under someone else
I'm just an optimist
Who'd have thought it?
You were hiding friendly fires
In the basement
Kept that hidden
But let's face it
Did you really think that
I would never find it?
How ironic
I hate you, it's over
But I hate that, I'm not over
All the times we spent in your apartment
They're all gone and tainted in my head
Kept that to yourself
Late nights, early mornings
Under someone else
I'm just an optimist
Who'd have thought it?
You were hiding friendly fires
In the basement
Kept that hidden
But let's face it
Did you really think that
I would never find it?
How ironic
Caught between the fires
Burning under the city lights
The place we met on the park side
Set it all alight
Two years, too late to let me know
Four years, too deep to let it go
Now I'm all on my own again
I hate it
Who'd have thought it?
You were hiding friendly fires
In the basement
Kept that hidden
But let's face it
Did you really think that
I would never find it?
How ironic
Credits
Writer(s): David Plumb, Mark Daniel Vallance, Hana Evans, Daniel Issac Newcombe
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