Takes
Lyrics
[verse]
Television hums while dinner turns to cold
Same old argument, same old story told
Cat's asleep and doesn't seem to care
We just sit in silence, breathing the same air
[verse]
He says nothing, she just stares outside
Both of them are drowning in the tide
Of ordinary evenings stacked in rows
Nobody remembers how the feeling goes
[chorus]
It's the end of a century, but nothing really ends
Just the same old habits that the quiet night defends
Love becomes a routine, comfort turns to rust
Still we stay together 'cause it's all we trust
[verse]
Sunday papers pile up by the door
Nobody's got the will to fight no more
Still there's something tender in the tired sigh
Something that refuses to say goodbye
[chorus]
It's the end of a century, but nothing really ends
Just the same old habits that the quiet night defends
Love becomes a routine, comfort turns to rust
Still we stay together 'cause it's all we trust
[bridge]
Maybe love's not fireworks at all
Maybe it's the quiet after the fall
Maybe staying is the bravest part
Even when it's tired, it's still a heart
[chorus]
It's the end of a century, but nothing really ends
Just the same old habits that the quiet night defends
Love becomes a routine, comfort turns to rust
Still we stay together 'cause it's all we trust
Model notes (creation log)
## Metadata
**Caption:** 90s Britpop, melancholic, mid-tempo groove, male vocal
**BPM:** 111
**Duration:** 181.0s
**Key:** D major
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
Television hums while dinner turns to cold
Same old argument, same old story told
Cat's asleep and doesn't seem to care
We just sit in silence, breathing the same air

[verse]
He says nothing, she just stares outside
Both of them are drowning in the tide
Of ordinary evenings stacked in rows
Nobody remembers how the feeling goes

[chorus]
It's the end of a century, but nothing really ends
Just the same old habits that the quiet night defends
Love becomes a routine, comfort turns to rust
Still we stay together 'cause it's all we trust

[verse]
Sunday papers pile up by the door
Nobody's got the will to fight no more
Still there's something tender in the tired sigh
Something that refuses to say goodbye

[chorus]
It's the end of a century, but nothing really ends
Just the same old habits that the quiet night defends
Love becomes a routine, comfort turns to rust
Still we stay together 'cause it's all we trust

[bridge]
Maybe love's not fireworks at all
Maybe it's the quiet after the fall
Maybe staying is the bravest part
Even when it's tired, it's still a heart

[chorus]
It's the end of a century, but nothing really ends
Just the same old habits that the quiet night defends
Love becomes a routine, comfort turns to rust
Still we stay together 'cause it's all we trust