How The Hell Do I Still Like You? Trinket (Final Cut)

[Start] [Intro – Playful / Conversational] Look... I'm not saying you're... difficult. I'm saying if there was a competitive league for being a pain in my ass... you'd have sponsorships. The big ones. Corporate backing. A documentary. [Verse 1] You leave dirty socks around the house Like you're marking territory for a spouse One by the tub, one in the bed One in a place that lives rent-free in my head You start a story in the middle somehow Like I was at the meeting and know it now "Then she said..." And I'm sitting there lost Trying to calculate context at all costs You ask what sounds good for dinner tonight Then veto every option on sight We're twenty minutes deep in a food debate Now somehow we're both too tired to eat [Pre-Chorus] I got evidence, witnesses too Enough material to prosecute you [Chorus] You are incredibly, spectacularly, occasionally the worst A walking collection of habits designed to test my nerves You steal the blankets, hog the space Leave six, seven cans open all over the place And somehow every day confirms it's true I'm stupidly, ridiculously into you Against all reason, against my better view How the hell do I still like you? [Verse 2] You text me "K" Then vanish for hours Now my brain got conspiracy powers Did I say something? Did I miss a cue? Are we fine? Apparently yes. Thank you. You set alarms you don't intend to keep Six-thirty, six-forty, six-fifty beep-beep-beep The phone screaming like it's under attack While you're negotiating sleep right back And don't get me started on thermostat wars We've fought colder conflicts than this before One of us freezing, one of us sweating Both absolutely refusing to let it win [Pre-Chorus] If patience earned frequent flyer miles I'd be platinum by now, baby [Chorus] You are incredibly, spectacularly, occasionally the worst A walking collection of habits designed to test my nerves You got me waiting in parking lots Then somehow make me forget I was hot And somehow every day confirms it's true I'm stupidly, ridiculously into you Against all reason, against my better view How the hell do I still like you? [Bridge – Affectionately Exasperated] You chew ice You interrupt You lose your keys and blame bad luck You buy things online at two A.M. Then act surprised when they arrive again You say "five minutes" We both know that's fiction A rough estimate lacking jurisdiction And yet... You remember birthdays I would've missed You bring me snacks when I'm deep in my shit You laugh at my jokes when they ain't that good Somehow make bad days do what good days should The second something hurts your heart Mine immediately takes your part And that's the thing that ain't quite fair 'Cause when the whole world gets you down You somehow still got love to spare [Break – Half Spoken] Which is honestly annoying too [Final Chorus] You are incredibly, spectacularly, occasionally the worst A black belt in creating extra work You make me laugh when I'm trying to pout Turn bad days around before they fizzle out And somehow every year confirms it's true I'm helplessly, hopelessly stuck on you I've got a thousand complaints I could submit as proof But if I had to choose... I'd choose every weird thing that you do [Outro – Soft / Smiling] So leave your socks Steal the blankets Start your stories halfway through I'll roll my eyes... And keep right on loving you How the hell do I still like you? ...Now that I think about it ...I probably know why. [ Spoken wry, resigned ] Who else would put up with me?!? [End]