Midnight Laundry (After Hours Version)

Somewhere between midnight and New York
And a quiet room in Brazil
Same memories, same ghosts
Fioratti Lab
Huh
Final shot in the freezer
T-shirt on the fan
Half a cup of cold coffee
And a way too late plan
Phone glow on the hamper
Spinning in my head
Whoa
Sorting out the colors of the day I should have left unsaid

It's laundry day at midnight
Whoa
Spin cycle on my doubts
All the little stains from us I'm trying to wash them out
Folding every what-if
Stacked on the couch
Laundry day at midnight till the power in me runs out

Quarter short for the dryer
So I talk to the wall
Tell her how I almost called you
Then I watch the timer fall
Your hoodie in the basket still smells like last June
Whoa
Guess I'm stuck on gentle when I should be letting go soon

It's laundry day at midnight
Spin cycle on my doubts
All the little stains from us I'm trying to wash them out
Folding every what-if
Stacked on the couch
Laundry day at midnight till the power in me runs out