Mutual Distraction
Track 8 of Backboard
[ Lyrics ]
Mutual distraction — no guilt, just truth. You text at midnight, voice raw from the rain, said your ex moved out, left her name on the frame. I was brushing mascara off my cheek, you showed up like a storm I didn’t need. We didn’t talk — just tangled in the sheets, our silence louder than the words we’d never speak. I saw it then, clear as the moon outside: we’re not healing hearts — we’re just hiding inside. No blame, no shame, no promises to keep, just two tired souls too restless for sleep. You don’t need me — I don’t need you, but the bed’s warm, and the night’s too blue. Mutual distraction — no guilt, just truth, I don’t love you, but I love how you smooth the edges I crack when I’m left on my own. We’re not building a love — we’re just breaking a bone that was already bent. Mutual distraction — no guilt, just truth. Heard you call my name last night in your sleep, but it wasn’t mine — it was hers you repeat. I didn’t flinch. I just pulled you in slow, draped my leg over the ghost you don’t show. We’ve memorized moves, not the things that we feel, love reduced to a rhythm, a script, a wheel. You rub my back like you’re earning a part, but affection’s a currency — no soul, just the art. No lies, no masks, just the facts on the floor: we’re both running from something, not chasing something more. So let’s not pretend this is meant to last — it’s a fire in the moment, not built to outlast. Mutual distraction — no guilt, just truth, I don’t love you, but I love how you smooth the edges I crack when I’m left on my own. We’re not building a love — we’re just breaking a bone that was already bent. Mutual distraction — no guilt, just truth. We’re not broken — just borrowing time, two shadows leaning when the light’s out of line. No hero, no villain — just people undone, using skin like a language we’re fluent in. Mutual distraction — no guilt, just truth, I don’t love you, but I love how you soothe the noise in my head when the silence gets loud. We’re not saving each other — just passing through now. No blame, no pain — just a flash in the dark. Mutual distraction — no guilt, just truth. No guilt… just truth.