White Lies turn "There Goes Our Love Again" into an immediate fix: sleek, dark, and oddly ecstatic. If you need one track that sounds like it already owns the room, start here.
The beat lands with a clean, locked-in pulse, while chiming synths and glinting guitars skim over a thick bassline. Harry McVeigh sings with cool restraint, and the chorus opens up like neon hitting wet pavement.
For a late drive, a city walk, or a last-cigarette-at-the-curb moment, the song supplies just enough swagger to keep things moving. Few tracks make melancholy feel this sharp on the go.
