Right Where I Left Off

[ Lyrics ]

Right where I left off, no pause, no intro.

Still got your sweater in my backseat, smell like smoke and regret,
I was halfway through forgetting when our last text went unread.
Then you smiled like trouble wrapped in linen and cologne,
one hand on my waist, the other leading me home.
Didn’t ask for my story, didn’t care for the past,
just said, 'Baby, let’s burn what we can while it lasts.'
I knew it was reckless — God, I wanted it bad.
Felt like healing, but really I was just… back.

No warning, no window, no time to pretend —
you kissed me like you already knew how I bend.
And the city lit up like a match in my chest,
I’m not fixed — I’m just finally… breathless.

Right where I left off — no pause, no intro,
same hunger, new body, same dangerous glow.
Right where I left off — you don’t know me, but God, you know how
to make me forget every 'I love you' that fell flat before.

Your place smelled like rain and last night’s weed,
led me straight to the bedroom like you already knew the theme.
Backboard pressed to the wall, faded initials in the wood,
said, 'Don’t think, just feel — do exactly like I would.'
We didn’t talk names, we didn’t say grace,
just moved like two shadows trying to fill empty space.
And when you whispered, 'You’re all I need,'
I believed it — 'cause right then, so did I.

No promise, no plan, no illusion of slow —
we were echoes of someone else’s breakup, I know.
But your hands on my skin felt like proof I was real,
so I let the lie warm me… from the inside, it feels.

Right where I left off — no pause, no intro,
same fire, new fuel, same reckless tempo.
Right where I left off — you don’t love me, but God, you know how
to make me forget every 'I trust you' that turned into 'how?'

I told myself this wasn’t running,
told myself this was brave.
But the truth? I was still numb,
just found a softer way to break.
You’re not the cure, you’re the rush,
the high before the crash.
We’re not a story — we’re a sigh,
the same old pain with new skin.

Right where I left off — no pause, no intro,
same ache, new arms, same ghost in the photo.
Right where I left off — you don’t know me, but God, you know how
to make me feel something — even if it’s not love.

Right where I left off…

No intro…