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Verse 1

Notebook by the lamp still open to page 31 Ink faded where the sunlight burned through the glass all spring Soldier’s cap on the peg where his jacket used to hang Now half the hooks are empty, but the house still sings

Chorus

Keyhole’s got one last eye Watch it blink a yellow sigh Keyhole’s got one last eye Watch it blink a yellow sigh

Verse 2

Corner radiator purrs at 3 a.m. exactly Same rhythm Mother timed the washer to that old song Paw prints in the dust beside the back door threshold Ghosts don’t vote on closing dates—we stay too long

Outro

House pushes its last warmth through the mail slot night We lie inside the hollow where the heat still fits just right

Verse 1

Grey dawn, we laced up the old shoes Echoes of drills, the whistle’s low cue Your hand on my back, steady as stone Rain fell, we ran, the field felt alone You called the play, I missed but you stayed Eyes on the goal, you’d never fade The scar on my knee, you patched with care Every loss, you turned to a prayer

Chorus

You never let go You never let go

Verse 2

Late night, the gym lights flickered dim You wrote my name in the chalk, thin rim Stories of games that we never won Your voice a map, guiding me home run When doubt crept in, you whispered “stay” We counted reps, the grind never swayed Your laughter broke the silence of doubt In every setback, you pulled me out

Bridge

Now I see the road you built, firm and true Your lessons live in the steps I choose

Outro

I walk the track, your shadow beside me Grateful for the coach who never left me.

Verse 1

Old payphone on the corner still got my initials carved Operator don’t even need to ask for digits no more Your perfume on my jacket hangs like a ghost between shoulders I trace the line where the dye ran when I swore I’d love you

Chorus

Call me back the way we left it Call me back the way we left it Call me back the way we left it Call me back the way we left it Call me back the way we left it Call me back the way we left it

Verse 2

Diner booth we frequented painted yellow by the streetlight They still got the jukebox stuck on tracks we barely made it through I order coffee black and bitter, same as how you took it Waits the same twelve seconds for change I’ve counted down each time since

Bridge

Static hum of all the calls we never made Every silence packed with what we didn’t say

Outro

Night closes like a page we left half-filled Call me back the way we left it

Verse 1

I used to swim in the river, where willows bent low Summer days that stretched on, no need to know The time, the world outside, it didn't matter then Just the water, the sun, my friends, and the river's bend I'd dive from the old jetty, feel the rush and the chill My mother's voice, a warning, to swim close to the hill The current was strong, but I knew it like my name I'd swim against it, feeling alive, no need to explain

Chorus

River's where I come from River's where I am River's where I come from River's where I am

Verse 2

Years went by, I grew up, moved away from the place But the river's still with me, a memory, a familiar face I'd drive back sometimes, just to see it, to recall The feeling of weightless, of being free from it all The river's changed, but it's still the same I'd walk along its banks, feel the nostalgia, the pain Of growing up, of moving on, of leaving things behind But the river's where my heart is, where my soul is aligned

Bridge

Now I take my own kids, to the river's edge Watch them swim, watch them play, feel the joy, the pledge To keep the memories alive, to pass them down the line The river's still the same, but now it's mine

Outro

I'm content, I'm at peace, with the river by my side My kids are laughing, swimming, feeling alive The sun's setting, casting a glow, on the water's face I'm home, I'm where I belong, in this peaceful, easy place

Verse 1

Fridge hum died at ten-fifteen Petri dish of milk gone sour Grandma’s clock hands froze stiff at midnight Fan blades spin lazy on the floor

Chorus

Blackout summer Blackout summer Blackout summer Blackout summer

Verse 2

Cards laid out on the kitchen tile Flip a queen, call it a king Wind through the screen doors like a stranger I memorised every hinge

Bridge

Battery radio picks up one station Six Miles from Tomorrow Static feels like a lullaby

Outro

Candles drawn down to their nubs I’m still here, rewinding time

Verse 1

Neon flicker’s last gasp in the doorway Cash register hums a slow goodbye tune You still stacking cans like the shelves might stay My hands are raw but the blisters ignore

Chorus

Lock the door, flip the sign One more day to close in time Lock the door, flip the sign This was never yours or mine

Verse 2

Angry at the mailman who still knocks Tired at the stains we couldn’t scrub off Resigned to the smell of old fresh paint Plastic bags rattling like loose teeth

Bridge

I counted every receipt tonight Found three dollars still in the night Left them where the broom can’t reach Next week it’s just a dusty beach

Outro

Lock the door, flip the sign Closing time feels like a crime Lock the door, flip the sign But the lock won’t hold the line

Verse 1

Engine coughed like an old man’s laugh Dashboard lit up red as a bad traffic jam Cooler boiled over, steam hit the roof I nursed it to the curb like a dying dog

Chorus

Died right there Died right there Side of County Line Road Died right there Died right there Side of County Line Road

Verse 2

Floorboard rusted shut, no pedal to press Cops waved me on like it was just another Tuesday Tailpipe danced one slow waltz with the curb I left the keys in the ignition—goodbye

Bridge

Headlights stared into the empty field My boots left prints in the oil that ran Till the tow truck’s jaws clamped like my patience

Outro

Now the lot’s half-full, half-shells of what moved And I’m walking home with the radio’s ghost

Verse 1

Cupboards full of nothing but half-price air fresheners Landlord’s number burned into my screen like a brand Every flake of paint’s a statement I can’t hire a lawyer for I signed in lipstick ink and now it reads like vandalism again

Chorus

Flat stays empty now Flat stays empty now Flat stays empty now Flat stays empty now

Verse 2

Neighbours praying I don’t unpack the vinyl Streetlight sneaks in like it owns the lease too Curtain’s stitched with moth holes I never bothered to mend City clock ticks louder when the walls are against you

Bridge

Bin bag splits on the pavement, someone laughs A cardboard box is all I get to take back Zero reference points except the bus stop sign I ride past it every week just to watch the place fade Lock clicks like a tongue clicking at my back Landlord’s voicemail still asks when I’m handing over keys Pavement’s hot enough to fry an egg on but the flat won’t burn Live-in grudge stays warm inside the concrete family A receipt on the floor says “thank you come again” I leave it where it landed like a silent amen

Outro

So the vacuum cleaner stays quiet And the kettle never whistles twice

Verse 1

Screen face-up on the laminate table, your name flashing in a bright white box. Third time tonight and it’s not even ten, rattling the keys inside the old front lock. You only check in when you need a clean slate, want me to listen while you clear your chest. I stare at the caller ID till it stops, I wouldn't give you three minutes of breath.

Chorus

Let it ring out. Let the battery die down. I’m sitting right here. I’m not making a sound.

Verse 2

Now the room goes flat, just the hum from the fridge, and a little red badge on the voicemail tab. I rub both eyes with the heel of my palm, too worn out to hold what I used to have. The anger drains out through the soles of my shoes, leaving my shoulders slumped down in the chair. We’ve had this fight twenty times in a row, and talking won't mend what’s no longer there.

Bridge

Maybe you meant it, maybe you didn’t. Maybe you practiced the whole thing today. It doesn't undo the miles in between, and it wouldn't fix anything anyway.

Outro

Screen goes black. Back in the drawer. Nothing to settle. Not anymore.

Verse 1

Cold seeps through the frames Frost on my window, can't escape Winter's here, it's not a game I'm stuck inside, feel like a cage My breath is visible, that's a sign I'm not ready, not this time

Chorus

Cold, it's cold Cold, it's cold

Verse 2

I try to shake the feeling off But it's hard when it's all I've got My body aches, my mind is sore I'm tired of fighting, tired of more The fire's gone, the heat's low I'm left with nothing, don't you know

Bridge

Maybe I'll just wait it out Let the sun rise, let the cold rout I'll find my strength, I'll find my voice But for now, I'll just make some noise

Outro

The cold will pass, the year will turn I'll find my way, I'll learn to yearn For warmth, for light, for a gentle breeze But for now, I'm stuck in this freeze

Verse 1

New locks on the back door Different boots by the mat Fridge hums a stranger’s tune I left my coat right there

Chorus

There goes someone else Living in my life There goes someone else I’m erased tonight There goes someone else Living in my life There goes someone else I’m erased tonight

Verse 2

Curtains half-drawn at dusk Kettle starts to scream They’ll never hear the ghost Who built these walls in dream

Bridge

Front step’s too clean now No scuff where I kicked stones The street lights blink approval I’m just the one who’s gone

Outro

They stay I stray

Verse 1

Catering trays still warm when I walked in Place cards tilted like they didn’t know I’d win Speeches start but no one’s talking to me Just the clink of forks on Bristol crystal

Chorus

One less plate one less name Left side of the room just flames One less toast one less cheers Funny how the year disappears One less plate one less name Left side of the room just flames One less toast one less cheers Funny how the year disappears

Verse 2

Danced alone while flashbulbs popped Smiled so wide my jaw started to rot Bride’s bouquet hit the floor next to mine No one even noticed the design

Bridge

Cut the cake into perfect halves I licked the knife and left it for the staff Walked out slow past rented lights Sign on exit said “Goodnight”

Outro

One less chair one less hand Funny how the future’s planned

Verse 1

Your schoolbooks stacked like receipts on the shelf Plastic ruler still cracked where the impact left its mark You shouted down the phone like it owed you peace Now the line’s dead, but the neighbours heard the scream

Chorus

Too late to say it now Too late to say it out loud Too late to say it now Too late to say it out loud Too late to say it now Too late to say it out loud

Verse 2

Your first job badge stuck above the kitchen sink Half the hours unpaid, the other half you’d drink I found the photo where you’re laughing on a pier Salt wind eating the edge off every souvenir You never warned me wanting’s how we stay alive Just showed me how to dodge before the punches arrive I traced the same cracks in the ceiling every night Counted the glow from the streetlamp like it was a countdown light

Bridge

One Sunday afternoon we sat in silence then You coughed like time and swallowed half a decade again I reached for change to cover half the bill Your hand was steady; mine was shaking still

Outro

The photograph stays tacked above the sink Picture’s yellow, edge is bent—we bend, we don’t break, I think

Verse 1

Ticket in my palm, screen flashing red Queue's moving slow, I grind my teeth Announce the delay, they mute the PA My coffee's cold, steam lost in the air I slam the chair, the clock ticks louder Gate number flickers, I stare at the sign Every step feels like a weight on steel Anger builds, but I can't break the line

Chorus

Can't board, can't stay Can't board, can't stay Can't board,

Verse 1

Anger clutches the yellowed paper like a second skin Spent coffee dregs and gym shoes still clinging Receipt’s from last spring, some takeaway meal Sixteen-something quid for chips and a slow reveal

Chorus

That’s Tuesday night mince on the tiles Blame the coat, blame the time, blame the miles That’s Tuesday night mince on the tiles Blame the coat, blame the time, blame the miles

Verse 2

Tired now, fingers trace the fading ink February sleet through the window’s sink Coat’s been two years in a damp airing cupboard Guess the stains came from somewhere other Fine. Drop it back to the drawer beneath the sink Where the spare light bulbs hum and the bin bags stink Another fossil sealed in plastic skin From a winter I can’t dive back in

Bridge

Resigned to the wallet’s weight, the key’s chill bite Nothing left to lose except the receipt tonight Left pocket eaten through with loose change war Whole life fits on one crumpled square

Outro

Left pocket lighter by a phoenix feather Still got all the weight, just not what mattered

Verse 1

I'm calling out, no response Left in the dark, what's the expense Of a friendship that's lost its way Now I'm just a number, every day You used to pick up, now it's a test See how long I'll wait, I guess For a voice that's gone, a familiar sound But the line is dead, and I'm wearing down

Chorus

Not a word, not a sign Not a word, not a sign

Verse 2

I tried to reach, to make it right But the silence is a heavy weight I'm tired of waiting, tired of the pain Tired of the thought that I'll never know why You stopped answering, stopped being there Left me with nothing, but a empty air I'm searching for a reason, a clue But it's hard to find, when I'm feeling blue

Bridge

Maybe I'm just a ghost in your mind A memory that you've left behind I'm trying to move on, to let go But it's hard when I don't know

Outro

Now I'm just a whisper, a faint hum A reminder of a friendship that's undone I'll stop calling, stop waiting too 'Cause when you're gone, there's nothing to do

Verse 1

Foreman yelled and called me slow, steel-toe boots left dents in my soul. End of aisle where the brooms hang grey, stacked my box at the end of the day.

Chorus

Miller's closes, so do I Miller's closes, say goodbye Miller's closes, so do I Miller's closes, say goodbye

Verse 2

Manager said "we’ll call you back" but the phone’s been quiet on that track. Rust stains on the break room wall, count the days but they won’t crawl.

Bridge

Clock don’t care, neither do they, just move your feet and fade away.

Outro

Sign the sheet, hand back the keys, watch the dust settle on Miller’s breeze.

Verse 1

Rust on the sign still reads the name they took away Lights in the staff lot flicker like dying breath I was the ghost they chased off after third bell Now I’m the headlights cutting through their parking lot

Chorus

Late night, wrong way One foot in the past Late night, wrong way Yesterday’s crash Late night, long gone Radio hum Late night, long gone Home’s just a thumb

Verse 2

Coach still blowin’ his whistle in my dreams Blood orange sky behind the chain-link fence Used to count ceiling cracks in second-floor bathrooms Now I count how many more exits lead me out

Bridge

Empty bleachers hold the weight I left there They paved the lot but not the memory

Outro

Left the ghost in the lot, took the engine’s growl Drove past at night to prove the street was still mine

Verse 1

Front door swings but you don’t bark no more Crate still empty by the back step floor Took my voice to bring the yard back round Now just quiet where the echo drowned

Chorus

Call it gone soft Call it gone soft Ain’t the same bark Ain’t the same shot Call it gone soft Call it gone soft Ain’t the same bark Ain’t the same shot

Verse 2

Teeth wore down on things he shouldn’t chew Pad by the stove’s where his paws used to Kicked the mailman twice—now he don’t blink Just watching dust settle through the sink

Bridge

Left the leash on the peg like a fool Wind through the kennel don’t chase no stool Dream still runs the track when he’s half asleep Legs don’t match the pace but he tries to keep

Outro

Call it gone soft

Verse 1

Door slams like a judge's gavel on the floor, stack of bills that won't unwill themselves anymore. Clock ticks louder than my fist on the wall, every second’s a witness testifying against us all.

Chorus

Midnight comes, midnight hums. Count it down, count it done. Midnight comes, midnight hums. Count it down, count it done.

Verse 2

Neighbour’s laughter through the wall like a taunt, their glass clinks sharp as a courtroom’s taunt. Light show outside’s just cheap coloured lies, I flick the switch and plunge us both in night.

Bridge

Phone’s glowing with her old last text, the battery’s dead but the message stays next. I press it to my chest like a warrant, listen for thunder that never starts.

Outro

No new year’s breath on the windowpane, just the same dry rot creeping in again.

Verse 1

Timer’s two minutes off You say, "It’s perfect, don’t touch it" Late again, pot’s a mess Steam burns the ceiling this time

Chorus

Oven not hot No it’s not Oven not hot No it’s not

Verse 2

Aged to know the lie Every pot scrubbed just so Salt tastes like mistake Yet here we are again

Bridge

One handle left to turn Back to air and open flame Guess the lesson’s done Guess we’re done

Outro

Oven not hot

Verse 1

Fingers pointed, voices raised Both of us stuck, in our own ways Words are weapons, we're firing blind Neither of us listening, just leaving scars behind We're lost in the haze, of our own pride Refusing to back down, we're running out of time The argument's a flame, that's burning out of control But neither of us will yield, we're too far gone

Chorus

We're at a standstill, going nowhere We're at a standstill, with nothing to spare We're at a standstill, going nowhere We're at a standstill, with nothing to spare

Verse 2

The fire's burning low, the anger's fading fast We're left with the ashes, of a love that won't last We're tired of the fight, tired of the pain But we can't seem to let go, we're stuck in this game We're searching for a way, to break the mold But the more we struggle, the more we're told We're trapped in this cycle, of hurt and of blame And we don't know how, to escape the shame

Bridge

Maybe we're just, too proud to admit That we're both to blame, for this endless pit Maybe we're just, too tired to care That we're losing ourselves, in this toxic air

Outro

Now we're just standing, in the ruins of our past The argument's over, but the war will forever last We're left with the silence, and the emptiness we've made And we're resigned to the fact, that we'll never be the same

Verse 1

I counted all the empty seats again last night Paint chips on the stage like bad teeth in a smile The mic’s still warm but the room don’t owe me words House lights dim but the past won’t go to ground

Chorus

Pack it up, pack it out Floor’s too clean to hold us now Pack it up, pack it out Last call’s calling back somehow Pack it up, pack it out Floor’s too clean to hold us now Pack it up, pack it out Last call’s calling back somehow

Verse 2

I screamed into the walls till my throat split raw Echo came back softer than a busted knee The barman wiped his hands like he was done with me Juice stains on the register read the same as last week

Bridge

Silence hums between the cracks in the floorboards One chair sits crooked where the setlist used to lay I trace the cracks I made with tools left in the wings No encore left to force the ghost to stay

Outro

Pack it up, pack it out

Verse 1

Last call on a Tuesday, wristwatch stolen off the radiator Your name tastes like copper pennies when I spit it through the fumes Promised you the world back when my hands were still too small to hold a hammer Now my knuckles bleed through the gloves I wore pretending I was done

Chorus

I said I'd burn it all down Just to watch the smoke curl slow I said I'd burn it all down Guess the embers learned to glow I said I'd burn it all down Just to watch the smoke curl slow I said I'd burn it all down Guess the embers learned to glow

Verse 2

Woke up sober Monday with the couch still holding half the ceiling Your voice in my voicemail like a debt collector with good intentions Promised you the stars but started with a Zippo and a Sunday newspaper Now the sky looks different when you're standing in the ashes of your own inventions

Bridge

Seventeen and setting fires just to feel the autumn wind whip red Hands too young for making promises let alone keeping them instead Now the trees stand empty-armed and the moon's a gutted matchbox Funny how the smoke still finds me even when the matches run out of wax

Outro

I said I'd burn it all down So I borrowed one last match I said I'd burn it all down Left the smoke on the bedroom tracks

Verse 1

Clock struck nine but the platform’s bare, Ticket stub burned up in his left hand there Phone lit up with the text behind his back Three missed calls from the old man’s last attack

Chorus

Stay down, stay down Stay down, stay down Stay down, stay down Stay down, stay down

Verse 2

Took the stairs two at a time, lungs on fire, Neighbour’s dog howls like it knows the choir Pavement’s cracks all map the route he’s walked, Every one a sidewalk court summons racked Fridge hums the same old tune it did last year, Leftovers wrapped in foil taste of despair Key goes in the lock like it’s the last try, Hallway mirror holds a stranger’s eye

Bridge

Breathe in through the nose, forget the fight, Rust on the bridge rail feels like porch light Option A or B starts with same tired key, Both doors open to the same hallway

Outro

Stay down, stay down

Verse 1

White sheets on the table, cold light Bills stack like bricks, they start to fight Hands flick through notes, the room feels tight Anger drums inside, a silent bite Count the sum, the numbers never sleep Grind repeats, the grind repeats, deep Eyes on the cash, the grind wears thin Heat in my chest, the weight of sin

Chorus

Count the cash Count the cash

Verse 2

Midnight haze, the lamp flickers low Tired eyes scan the green, the pace is slow Each digit drags, the night feels long Fatigue rolls in, a muted song The stack grows still, the pulse is flat No fire left, just a quiet chat The table’s cold, the grind now sighs A weary hum beneath the lies

Bridge

Resigned, I let the numbers fall where they may The weight lifts slow, like dusk at end of day No rage left, just the echo of a sigh The ledger ends, the night says goodbye

Outro

I fold the paper, let the silence stay The table’s empty, the night fades away Nothing roars, just a calm that’s earned Counting ends, the lesson learned

Verse 1

Ticket in my pocket, crumpled like a lie, Engine groaned its leaving time to anyone who’d try. I stood on the platform with the crowd, then stepped aside, Watched the doors shut slick as the cuts I left inside.

Chorus

Missed it on purpose, Missed it on purpose, Missed it on purpose. Missed it on purpose, Missed it on purpose, Missed it on purpose.

Verse 2

Coach lights fade north, my name not on the board, Another hour learning how the silence hits harder than a chord. Fumes hang low, my breath still warm in November air, Train got where it was going; I stayed here to care.

Bridge

No grand apology in the rearview glass, Just the cold rerun of the choices that ever pass.

Outro

Next train’s in twenty-four, maybe same damn sound, Or a long quiet hum while the world rolls past without me around.

Verse 1

Piles of junk, can't take no more Frustration builds, been here before Every box a reminder of the past Why's it so hard to let it go at last Cobwebs cling, dust fills the air I'm fed up with the clutter, beyond repair

Chorus

Clearing out, clearing out Clearing out, clearing out

Verse 2

Hours turn to days, the task's not done Weary eyes, my back's given up I thought I'd be free, but it's all the same Just shifting stuff from one place to another, what's the aim The sun beats down, I'm losing my drive The anger's gone, replaced with a tired sigh I'll just sort it out, one piece at a time No use getting worked up, it's just stuff, it's just mine I'll let it go, I'll walk away Leave the memories, they'll fade with each passing day The garage will be empty, but my mind won't be The thoughts will linger, a ghost of what used to be

Bridge

Maybe it's not the junk that's the weight Maybe it's the memories that come with each crate I'll never be rid of them, they'll always remain A bittersweet reminder of joy and pain

Outro

Clearing out, it's almost done But the feeling remains, the emptiness has just begun

Verse 1

Third try on the form, ink still bleeds, manager’s scowl like a week-old feed. Numbers don’t add but they add me up— sixteen hours on my feet for a coffee cup.

Chorus

Clock in, clock out, same grey coat, payslip says owe me nothing, note signed by a pen that don’t know my name, blank page stamp on the same old page. Clock in, clock out, same grey coat, payslip says owe me nothing, note signed by a pen that don’t know my name, blank page stamp on the same old page.

Verse 2

Got the plastic bag of take-out scraps, week-old shift still stuck in my tracks. Landlord’s text laughs at the date, rent’s due before I get paid.

Bridge

Swipe it, forget it, no overtime, six words on the screen: have a nice life. I fold the slip to fan my face, same slow hand that signed my life away.

Outro

Clock in, clock out.

Verse 1

Her hedge grew three inches past the curb Dogs bark three times when I pass She calls the council, not the cops Three hundred days and still no call back

Chorus

Click, click, the letterbox Click, click, my anger lulls Click, click, the letterbox Click, click, so tired of it

Verse 2

Sunset glow on the brickwork now Wet leaves stuck to the pavement cracks She only nods if I nod first Three years and still no name back

Bridge

One letter left unopened The door stays shut, the path stays clear

Outro

Click, click, nothing changes