Inevitable – Orla Gartland

It’s the same routine
Scene by scene
Look me in the eye, are you not bored?
Flicking on the news
Kicking off your shoes on the bedroom floor

I’ve got a tear in my eye
I tell you I’m tired but I’m not tired

I miss chat up lines and first times
The goodbyes that we dragged out
Now it’s just a wave, not a lot to say
Do you have doubts?

You’re putting out your hand
With your sweaty palm
I don’t wanna hold it

Maybe it’s inevitable, maybe it’s inevitable
But this just isn’t fun anymore
Maybe it’s inevitable, maybe it’s inevitable
But this just isn’t fun anymore

And I’m nicely dressed in my Sunday best
And I touch your chest but you don’t care
So I bite my cheeks and I walk the streets just to breathe air

Oh, it’s so comfortable
It’s insufferable
I don’t wanna hide it

Maybe it’s inevitable, maybe it’s inevitable
But this just isn’t fun anymore
Maybe it’s inevitable, maybe it’s inevitable
But this just isn’t fun anymore

We’re so tangled up it’s hard to know
How we might function on our own
I’m scared that we might never know

And I think it over every night
Then face the day and wear a smile
Oh shit, we’re living a lie

Maybe it’s inevitable, maybe it’s inevitable
But this just isn’t fun anymore
Maybe it’s inevitable, maybe it’s inevitable
But this just isn’t fun anymore

Maybe it’s inevitable, maybe it’s inevitable
But this just isn’t fun anymore
Maybe it’s inevitable, maybe it’s inevitable
But this just isn’t fun anymore