[Verse 1]
I woke up with a pull in my chest
Like your name was still stuck in the room
Kettle hissed, I stared at the floor
Let the morning spill slow through
My phone lit up, then I let it fade
I was not built for a clean reply
So I sat with the ache in my hands
And I watched that feeling fly
[Pre-Chorus]
If I say it plain, it might break
So I bend it into shape
Wrap the pain in a golden ring
Let it sing, let it sing
[Chorus]
Strings on my mood (strings on my mood)
Pull me back to you
Strings on my mood (strings on my mood)
What else can I do?
I let it hum, I let it move
Strings on my mood (strings on my mood)
Till the hurt turns blue
[Verse 2]
Your old scarf on the chair by the door
Still smells like rain on a crowded train
I held it up like a little flag
Then I folded it down again
Outside, the rain hit the window hard
Inside, I kept my face too still
But the truth kept tapping my ribs
Saying feel this, feel this, feel this
[Pre-Chorus]
If I say it plain, it might break
So I bend it into shape
Wrap the pain in a golden ring
Let it sing, let it sing
[Chorus]
Strings on my mood (strings on my mood)
Pull me back to you
Strings on my mood (strings on my mood)
What else can I do?
I let it hum, I let it move
Strings on my mood (strings on my mood)
Till the hurt turns blue
[Bridge]
Maybe I’m not as far as I act
Maybe I still keep your heat
In the corner of every hard thought
Where the quiet and the wanting meet
So I breathe in, slow and deep
Let the sharp edge lose its crown
If this is all I get today
I’ll turn the ache into a sound
[Chorus]
Strings on my mood (strings on my mood)
Pull me back to you
Strings on my mood (strings on my mood)
What else can I do?
I let it hum, I let it move
Strings on my mood (strings on my mood)
Till the hurt turns blue
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