Touchin' Like Cats

Intro

soft hum, oh-oh

(snip, snip) yeah, yeah

Verse

Bradly's fringe falls over one eye, a crooked crown

Christian laughs and fixes it with fingertips, slow and round

they trade strange haircuts like mixtapes in a diner glow

half-shaved, half-sung, black tips and a silver brow

Pre-chorus

they move like they remember the rhythm of an old tune (yeah)

small habits, small wars, tiny truce in a living room

Chorus

touchin' like cats, touchin' like cats (oh)

kneading the air where the sorrow sat (yeah)

soft little fights, soft little facts

touchin' like cats, touchin' like cats (na-na)

Verse

Christian traces constellations on Bradly's shoulder blade

maps of small rebellions and the promises they made

weird haircuts, matching scuffed-up boots, eyeliner gone rogue

they hum the same sad song and learn each other's code

Pre-chorus

they're quiet but loud in the places that hurt the most (uh-huh)

paper cuts of tenderness, laughing when the lights go low

Chorus

touchin' like cats, touchin' like cats (oh-oh)

paws on a window where the raindrops tap (hey)

froze a smile, burned a note, then tucked it in their hats

touchin' like cats, touchin' like cats

Verse

Bradly hums a line and Christian finishes the word

they've made a secret language that only their skin has heard

a fingertip like punctuation, a whisper turned to play

they push, they pull, they settle, and they stay

Pre-chorus

there's comfort in the smallness, in the silly, in the skin (yeah)

they color outside the margins of the places they begin

Chorus

touchin' like cats, touchin' like cats (come on)

wrapping midnight around the edges of their laughs (oh)

weird haircuts, broken jokes, and band tees with holes at the back

touchin' like cats, touchin' like cats

Bridge

na-na-na, na-na-na (let it be, let it be)

purrs under coats, a clandestine melody (purr, purr)

fingers knot like ribbon, slow and sure and sweet (ah-ah)

scratching the outline of a future on repeat (yeah)

Chorus

touchin' like cats, touchin' like cats (touchin')

warm on the cold side of the bed where nothing snaps (where nothing snaps)

they keep the strange haircut, keep the little knick and crack

touchin' like cats, touchin' like cats (oh-oh)

Outro

soft hum, fade out (yeah)

(snip, snip) gentle, gentle