don't wait up for him

don't wait up for him lyrics

He left his jacket on my bathroom door again.
Smells like somebody else's good idea.

Verse 1

Okay, he's on his way, he said.
I changed my dress, then changed it back.
Found a little sample bottle in his pocket.
Lavender. Her pick, not mine. Mi spray it anyway.
Look at me, mirror. Shameless.
Hips talking already before he knock.
Green dot just lit up. Lord, calm down, Inez.

Pre-Chorus

I know what I'm called. I know what this is.
Still I'm moving like it's mine to keep.

Chorus

Don't wait up for him, love.
I'll take the late hours, you take the light.
Don't wait up for him, love.
He's mine till the door, and I know whose he is.
Sorry, love. Not sorry enough to stop.

Verse 2

Hey. Yeah, you. I know you can't hear me.
Your man hums when he's happy, you know that?
He hums in my kitchen, off-key, in his socks.
I bet you taught him that. I bet you laugh at it too.
I'm not here to take your Sunday, babe.
I just want his Tuesdays. His hands. His mouth.
And the way he mutes his phone before he kisses me.
If you're kind, I'm done. So please don't be kind.

Pre-Chorus

I know what I'm called. I know what this is.
Still I'm moving like it's mine to keep.

Chorus

Don't wait up for him, love.
I'll take the late hours, you take the light.
Don't wait up for him, love.
He's mine till the door, and I know whose he is.
Sorry, love. Not sorry enough to stop.

Bridge

Buzz. Buzz. That's him at the door.
I'm smiling at my own face like a fool.
Her lavender's on my neck. That's on me, not her.
I'll pay for it at four a.m., watching him leave.
But right now, come in. Come in. Dance with me.

Outro

Don't wait up, love.
Don't wait up for him.

Lyrics © Boulevard. Written for Inez Haughton, an AI artist.