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Verse 1

A child’s painted shoe still stuck beneath the stair The landlord’s laugh rings through the empty air The last lease burned up in the kitchen’s lullabies And the porch swing’s chains keep time

Chorus

How do they even take to sheets I washed How do they relax in furniture I bought on loans? Now every wall’s a stranger’s story I sold my keys and bought this ghost The garden hose still kinks my wrist They water plants that aren’t my wistful mist A For Sale sign leans like the prayers I dropped Nailed to the ground I can’t touch How do they even take to sheets I washed How do they relax in furniture I bought on loans? Now every wall’s a stranger’s story I sold my keys and bought this ghost How do they even take to sheets I washed How do they relax in furniture I bought on loans? Now every wall’s a stranger’s story I sold my keys and bought this ghost

Verse 2

They play “their” music loud past midnight Unknown faces in a dim-lit room that’s half-past due I watch the meter click like a judge on the bench Counting every debt I never paid

Bridge

I left the porch light on too long Thought it would feel like waiting home Three A.M. find me circling the block Scraping peeling paint off the mailbox

Verse 1

The clock struck three as I slipped through the garden gate A single rose pressed between my fingers, still wet with dew I watched the aisle stretch like a quiet river waiting for a tide My breath caught on the scent of pine and distant laughter

Chorus

I was just a stranger in your vows I was just a stranger in your vows

Verse 2

I raised a glass that trembled, spilling amber onto the rug I grabbed the band’s last song and sang it louder than the band I danced on the edge of the reception table, shaking the candles I left a trail of confetti in the hallway, laughing at the night

Bridge

When the lights dimmed, the laughter faded like a sigh I saw the empty chair where I could have sat beside you both Regret settled soft as dust on the old wooden floor The memory of a promise I never meant to break

Outro

I was just a stranger in your vows I was just a stranger in your vows

Verse 1

My watch is ticking, the clock's on the wall I'm checking my bags, but my mind's not on it all The thought of leaving, it weighs on my chest I'm searching for a reason to stay, to pass the test

Chorus

Oh, the hour is slipping away, and I'm running out of time To make a change, to rewrite the lines

Verse 2

I start to pace, and my feet take me far From the gate, from the plane, from the life I've scarred I think of all the things I'd rather do Than sit and wait for a flight that's taking me from you

Bridge

But now I'm standing here, with my boarding pass in hand And I think of all the what-ifs, the chances I've planned To turn around, to walk away, to stay But the doors are closing, and I'm sealed in, okay

Outro

And as I take my seat, and the engines start to roar I'm filled with regret, for the choice I made before The hour is gone, and I'm left to face The consequences of my reckless, restless pace.

Verse 1

Coffee ring on the train timetable, Fingers smudge the numbers to gold. Ticket stub still says I’ll be home by eight, But that was twelve winters ago. Tucked in the collar a half-melted cough drop, Pocket lint like a story untold. Receipt’s got the price but not what I bought, Just the day that I walked out in the cold.

Chorus

Oh the lining remembers what the heart forgets, It won’t let me close the door without looking back. Oh the lining remembers what the heart forgets, It won’t let me close the door without looking back.

Verse 2

Now I’m spinning through racks of dry-cleaned ghosts, Every seam’s got a life of its own. The gloves I left there still smell like cigarette smoke, And the rain that first day soaked them through. Receipt’s got the tax but not the apology, Just the bus route and the hour I chose the street.

Bridge

The coat’s three sizes too big for my shoulders now, But the thread still fits like the shape of my name. Oh the lining remembers what the heart forgets, It won’t let me walk on without looking back. I’ll hang it back up on the hook by the door, Where the light through the window will honey the stain.

Verse 1

Morning coffee gone cold on the kitchen table, Last reply was some half-lit bar joke, Tried your number nine times on the drive back, Signal dove and drowns in the county line static.

Chorus

I dial the ghosts in your old area code, Listen for the click like a heartbeat, But all I get back is the radio, Blasting through the bad cell signal. I dial the ghosts in your old area code, Listen for the click like a heartbeat, But all I get back is the radio, Blasting through the bad cell signal.

Verse 2

Three a.m., half the town’s still awake, Headlights stripe the stoop like police tape, Last text said “give it time” but the screen’s still blank, So I answer the barroom jukebox with my bank card.

Bridge

If silence weighs as much as voice, I’ve buried half a conversation, Detour home cuts past the motel Where we left the room too long alone.

Outro

I dial the ghosts one last time tonight, Still searching for the chime, But the only ring is the one in my hand— A phone that can’t remember I’m broken.

Verse 1

Punch clock at 5:45 AM, steel-toe boots on a Tuesday again. Foreman calls it "get it done," I call it a week of second sun.

Chorus

I’m six weeks too long, six weeks too tired, six weeks of counting the minutes like wires. The paycheck’s fat but the nights are lean, six weeks too long in between. I’m six weeks too long, six weeks too tired, six weeks of measuring time like ladders. The paycheck’s fat but the nights are lean, six weeks and I’m counting the between.

Verse 2

Friday night lights flicker over the lot, beer cans roll under a borrowed cot. Co-workers bet I won’t last the week, I bet the same on a double-deep.

Bridge

Borrowed jacket, three stitches, half a grudge, clock-out punch feels like a final judge. Sunrise hits the dash and I realize it’s not the job—I’m just used to the lie.

Outro

Six weeks too long, six weeks too thin, six weeks grinning where the hurt begins. I drive past the gate, I don’t look back, six weeks and I’m running on empty stacks.

Verse 1

Single headlight hugs the curb where oak roots split the curb Band jackets lost in those same dumpsters we lit on fire Headlights flicker through the gym doors, still rimmed in old team colors Tires hum on the shoulder where you swore I’d never grow up proper

Chorus

October drive feels like we outran yesterday October drive, but the miles keep us in the same damn place October drive feels like we outran yesterday October drive, but the miles keep us in the same damn place

Verse 2

Diner sign buzzes like a broken promise on Route 12 Your laugh still rings off the speaker where the fries used to steam Third shift cashier waves—knows us both by the scent of burnt oil Engine knocks like the years we tried to burn up just rolling coal

Bridge

Clock tower’s twelve, but the streetlights hum the wrong time signature Foot on the brake, not the gas—what if I don’t want to pass this place this time?

Outro

Engine idles, radio hums a country tune we used to sing off-key Headlight dies, and the dark just holds us like a cheap hotel at 3 AM

Verse 1

Your old tag jingles on the fridge latch, December frost on the porch she can’t feel now. Last summer I left her on the couch with the fan, Four years since the vet’s needle found her vein.

Chorus

The clock in her paws ticks slower than my voice, Every step she takes is a decision, every choice. I can’t rewind the vet’s stethoscope, But I’d trade every road for another inch of road. The clock in her paws ticks slower than my voice, Every step she takes is a decision, every choice. I can’t rewind the vet’s stethoscope, But I’d trade every road for another inch of road.

Verse 2

She dragged my boots out by the back gate, Left them in the mud like last year’s regret. I laughed then, thought she still owned the yard, Now the garden hose lies coiled and hard.

Bridge

Yesterday she smelled the air just once, Today she can’t smell the bacon I fanned right in front of her nose.

Outro

Her tag stops jingling, even the fridge is quiet. I sit against the wall where she used to sit. The screen door swings, but it swings for no one, I let it slam shut like I’m finally coming home.

Verse 1

Back in eight ball cap, sun still high Your tail knew every path before my two feet All the roads we carved in summer light Now fall in shades I can't repeat

Chorus

You carried me when I was tall Now I carry you where the maple falls Slow down, slow down, the light won't last I'm sorry, boy, I was too damn fast You carried me when I was tall Now I carry you where the maple falls Slow down, slow down, the light won't last I'm sorry, boy, I was too damn fast You carried me when I was tall Now I carry you where the maple falls Slow down, slow down, the light won't last I should've known you couldn't keep up that fast

Verse 2

Skateboard wheels chewed new concrete While you scratched at doors with silver claws Every bark a question I left unmet Too busy counting interviews and applause

Bridge

Eyes still bright but gravity won One day you'll see it in the mirror first All the miles I never walked with you Pacing the floor of some hotel in reverse

Verse 1

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring in my ear The last day of the year, and I'm still not clear On how I ended up here, with nothing to show Just a string of broken dreams, and a heart that's slow To let go of the ghosts that haunt me every night I'm searching for a distraction, a way to make it right

Chorus

Oh, I'm driving through the night, with the music loud and free Trying to outrun the shadows, that are chasing me I'm running out of time, and I'm running out of me Fading out, like the embers of a dying sea Oh, I'm driving through the night, with the music loud and free Trying to outrun the shadows, that are chasing me I'm running out of time, and I'm running out of me Fading out, like the embers of a dying sea

Verse 2

I hit the town, with a bottle in my hand Drowning my sorrows, in a sea of stranger's plans I'm dancing with a stranger, with a fire in her eyes We're spinning out of control, like a reckless, runaway surprise But in the morning light, I'll be alone again And the emptiness will echo, like a hollow, haunting refrain

Bridge

But now I'm standing here, in the cold, harsh light The party's over, and I'm left to face the night I'm seeing all the damage, that I've done to myself And I'm wondering how I'll find, my way back to someone else The ghosts that I've been running from, they're still here with me And I'm realizing, that I'm the one who set me free

Outro

The year is fading out, like a sunset in the sea And I'm left to pick up the pieces, of a life that's lost its melody I'm trying to find my way, through the darkness and the pain And I'm hoping that someday, I'll learn to love again.

Verse 1

Spatula in the drawer where the spoons used to be Clock ticks louder than the voice on the line "Dad, how much oil again?" "Till it just coats the pan—easy now"

Chorus

I burnt the onions clean off the pan Left the salt in the cabinet Still tasted like home somehow I burnt the onions clean off the pan Left the salt in the cabinet Still tasted like home somehow I burnt the onions clean off the pan Left the salt in the cabinet Still tasted like home somehow

Verse 2

"Too soft," you said, but I pushed ahead Third time's the charm or so I read Flour dust on my sweatshirt collar Your recipe written on a napkin collar

Bridge

Voice cracks when I say "I ruined it" You say "Toss it then," and that's the bit That finally breaks me—something never broken Tears in the flour, tears in the bacon

Outro

Empty pan under the running water Recipe signed in grease on the burner

Verse 1

The coffee’s gone cold on the countertop, license plates blurred by the rain we forgot. Your jacket still smells like last winter’s smoke, I pocket the lighter you left in the coat.

Chorus

I’ll carry the weight of a half an apology, half an excuse for the way it sounded to you. I could swear that I hear it echoing, but the walls just fold it back like they always do. I’ll carry the weight of a half an apology, half an excuse for the way it sounded to you. I could swear that I hear it echoing, but the walls just fold it back like they always do. I’ll carry the weight of a half an apology, half an excuse for the way it sounded to you. I’ll swallow the echo, I’ll swallow the room, let the floorboards forget what the ceiling knew.

Verse 2

You left the porch light on like a white flag, turned the car key but never the page. I memorized every dent in your laugh, now my ribs hum the same sad staccato.

Bridge

Three a.m. and the TV’s on mute, commercials selling a different dispute. The clock hands walk off their own accord— we were always the script they couldn’t afford.

Verse 1

Your coffee cup still sweats on the counter Clock ticks like a metronome died I finger the rim that you touched first Tracing the heat where your smile lies

Chorus

But the room gets clearer when you’re gone Every shadow owns its shape now I’m just the echo left to haunt the corners Waiting for the chairs to stack back up But the room gets clearer when you’re gone Every shadow owns its shape now I’m just the echo left to haunt the corners Waiting for the chairs to stack back up So the room stays bright when you’re gone Every shadow owns its neutral ground I’m just the echo left to haunt the corners Waiting for the chairs to stack back up again

Verse 2

I pour whiskey neat into the sink Watch it spiral down the drain The second hand’s tattooed on my wrist But it won’t tell me how to breathe again

Bridge

The kitchen glows where the fridge hums I kissed that light on your way out Now it brands my cheek like a brand-new shame I don’t deserve to turn it off

Verse 1

We traced our names on the back of a school bus seat, The summer wind lifted my notebook pages like flags. You swore we'd meet at the old pier when the tide pulled out, I counted fireflies in the empty parking lot at dusk. The world felt too big for the streets we walked, Our shadows stretched longer than the hallway lights. I promised I’d never let the map of my dreams fold, Restless, I whispered “tomorrow is ours.”

Chorus

We made a promise at seventeen, A vow that hung on a single breath. We made a promise at seventeen, A song that still lives in our skin.

Verse 2

The night we drove past the county line, tires screaming on gravel, We laughed louder than the radio, the city lights blurring. I stole a kiss under the rusted swing set, reckless as a storm, Your hand slipped into mine, and the world tilted. Morning found the paper plane torn, ink smudged on the porch, I watched the sunrise without you, feeling the hollow. Regret settled like dust on the vinyl record we left behind, The promise faded, but the echo still hums.

Bridge

I’ve walked the streets we mapped in youth, searching for the line, Found that promises are paper, but the feeling stays in bone. If I could write it again, I’d ink it slower, steadier, Because the heart that swore at seventeen still beats.

Outro

We made a promise at seventeen, A vow that hung on a single breath. We made a promise at seventeen, And it lives forever in our skin.

Verse 1

Door click-locked, phone buzzing in my pocket Five missed calls from the one who troubles me the least Fourth coffee in my cup, roof of my mouth too thick To swallow the way my throat just wouldn’t let me speak

Chorus

Front porch lights are burning steady Every bulb a little yes I can almost feel the weight lift As I walk these last ten steps Front porch lights are burning steady Every bulb a little yes I can almost feel the weight lift As I walk these last ten steps

Verse 2

Third coat of paint on the fence won’t hide the split Where the dog chewed through last winter’s thaw I kick the board sharp hard, my toe screams betrayal But the pain’s not half as bad as the sound of my own thoughts

Bridge

The porch swing squeaks the way it always does But tonight the wood is lighter in my palms I forgot to turn them on Which means she’s still awake

Outro

Front porch lights are on and waiting Every shadow says forget But the door opens before I reach it And the weight’s all in the past tense

Verse 1

Friday night, the kitchen's alive With the sound of bills and coins that thrive I'm sorting, counting, my hands move fast The total's rising, my future's forecast I'm restless, got a hunger to feed A desire for more, it's all I need

Chorus

Oh, the stacks of green, they call to me A siren's song, of freedom and ecstasy I'm chasing the high, the rush of the deal But in the silence, my doubts start to reveal Oh, the stacks of green, they call to me A siren's song, of freedom and ecstasy I'm chasing the high, the rush of the deal But in the silence, my doubts start to reveal

Verse 2

I take a risk, I make a bet The stakes are high, my heart's in debt I'm reckless, living life on the edge The thrill of the win, it's all I pledge I'm dancing with fate, my feet bare and cold The money's a fire, that's burning out of control

Bridge

But now I'm sitting, in the morning light The table's empty, the money's out of sight I'm left with nothing, but the memories of the night And the weight of my mistakes, they feel like a fight I'm regretful, for the choices I've made The cost of my recklessness, it's a price I've paid

Outro

The kitchen's quiet, the money's gone I'm left to face, the consequences of my song I'll rise up from, the ashes of my past And find a new way, to make my money last.

Verse 1

Timetable curled in my fist like yesterday’s weather Platform clock ticks off the seconds I don’t need to remember Brake hiss curls around my boots—midnight blue collar Conductor’s glare flicks past me, slows but sees no collar

Chorus

That’s the last train north, that’s the last train home Whole town’s asleep but I’m wide awake alone Ticket burned yellow in my pocket like a warning I watched it leave without me—now the whistle’s no consolation That’s the last train north, that’s the last train home Static crackles like the promise I was never shown Ticket burned yellow in my pocket like the answer I let the brakes release, now the railtown’s in my cancer That’s the last train north, that’s the last train home Railroad hums the tune I used to hum alone Ticket singed black in my fist like a ration Goodbye’s just a whistle now—no destination

Verse 2

Third call echoes down the empty bay My name still floating in the static, doesn’t stay Rolling stock hisses a sigh through the couplings I count each coupling like fingers counting stoupings

Bridge

Doors sealed, gears lodged, heart reverse-threaded One more mile of track and I could’ve been where I left it Conductor’s fuse blew before I stepped inside Now every train whistle sounds like “goodbye” outside

Verse 1

Saturday morning, coffee steams on the hood of a truck that won’t turn over since last July I kicked the tire, left a dent, no keys in sight and whose idea was a boat stored on a trailer anyway

Chorus

I didn’t know then what I know now how every handle pulls two ways at once things we built to launch us lie half-drowned and the only tide that answers is the one that runs I didn’t know then what I know now how every handle pulls two ways at once things we built to launch us lie half-drowned and the only tide that answers is the one that runs I didn’t know then what I know now how every handle pulls two ways at once things we built to launch us lie half-drowned and the only tide that answers is the one that runs

Verse 2

Found Mom’s gloves still holding garden shears teeth of the blades notched from pruning the same stubborn rose I trimmed every thorn she warned me not to touch now the stems are wild and the gloves are one size too small

Bridge

First light glanced off a license plate 3-D backwards, same numbers I was born with

Verse 1

Gate receipts on the dash still warm from the bingo hall Clock in early, manager nods like I own the fall Friday night, they need a hand—kitchen’s stacked to the door My apron strings tie a knot I can’t untie anymore

Chorus

First paycheque looks like freedom till it’s gone Slipped through my hands like the whole thing’s wrong Fingers learn the taste of hot and fast Then learn what’s left when the money’s past First paycheque looks like freedom till it’s gone Slipped through my hands like the whole thing’s wrong Fingers learn the taste of hot and fast Then learn what’s left when the money’s past First paycheque looks like freedom till it’s gone Slipped through my hands like the whole thing’s wrong Fingers learn the taste of hot and fast Then learn what’s left when the money’s past

Verse 2

Bought a round off-brand, neon under the tent Music cut out, still hummed the chorus we invented Texted my girl a screenshot, now it’s 3 AM Her words blinked back colder than the TV screen

Bridge

Wednesday’s left with the name of a girl I don’t know Her laugh still in the pocket I washed too slow

Verse 1

The hallway clock ticks louder at midnight. Your door stays closed, a thin line of shadow. I watch the hallway lights flicker like a sigh. A coffee mug rests on the sill, untouched. The scent of rain drifts through the cracked vent.

Chorus

I hear you in the walls, I hear you in the walls, I hear you in the walls, I hear you in the walls.

Verse 2

I knocked when the hallway lights went out. My hand brushed the paint, a reckless grin. I left a note on the floor, ink spilling like a dare. Your curtains swayed, a silent accusation. The hallway seemed to pulse with my own echo.

Bridge

Now I stand where your footsteps faded, The hallway holds the weight of what I said. Regret curls around the empty hallway, A whisper of a door that never opened.

Outro

I hear you in the walls, I hear you in the walls, I hear you in the walls, I hear you in the walls.

Verse 1

She left her coffee cup still warm on the windowsill I traced the rim with my finger like I could drink the taste of her The Realtor’s sticker blinds the lock with bright forget-me-not Every hinge sighs when I lean against the door I won’t walk through again

Chorus

I’m sleeping in a house that’s being sold Every wall’s a mouthful of words left untold I light the stove just to see the blue flame crawl But dawn’s already packed my suitcase in the hall I’m sleeping in a house that’s being sold Every wall’s a mouthful of words left untold I light the stove just to see the blue flame crawl But dawn’s already packed my suitcase in the hall I’m sleeping in a house that’s being sold Every wall’s a mouthful of words left untold I light the stove just to see the blue flame crawl And dawn’s already packed my suitcase in the hall

Verse 2

I borrowed the keys so I could leave the porch light on Two new for-sale signs sprouted like weeds in the lawn The neighbor’s dog knows my name but won’t meet my eyes anymore The house is humming like a radio tuned to the static still left on

Bridge

Yesterday I hammered the last nail into the floorboard I fixed Then watched the Realtor’s car pull up slick with rain and lights I wonder if the new owners will leave the keys under the mat Or change the locks before they ever step inside like that

Verse 1

I was a stray, wandering through my days No direction, just a fading light that guided my way You saw something in me, a spark that I couldn't find And you fanned the flames, until I left my doubts behind

Chorus

You never gave up, no matter how far I'd roam You were the voice that called me back home

Verse 2

I started to run, with a fire in my soul I took risks, and I made mistakes, but I never lost control I was invincible, or so I thought, until I hit the ground And you were there to pick me up, with a gentle sound

Bridge

Now I'm standing here, with the weight of my regrets Wishing I could go back, and make some changes, forget The times I let you down, the times I made you proud But you never wavered, and that's what I'm trying to live up to now

Outro

I'm still finding my way, through the dark and the light But I know I can face it, because you never gave up the fight You saw the best in me, when I couldn't see it myself And you helped me find my way, to a place where I can be someone else.

Verse 1

Curled-up business card in my left shoe again Dial tone hums the same twelve notes I’ve heard since nine Three voicemails left in accents I can’t quite place While my thumb taps the battery down to zero space

Chorus

On the line with nothing left to say I’m the ghost in the hold music anyway Static swallows every name I gave I’m just a voice asking for a callback I won’t take On the line with nothing left to say I’m the ghost in the hold music anyway Static swallows every name I gave I’m just a voice asking for a callback I won’t take On the line with nothing left to say I’m the ghost in the hold music anyway Static swallows every name I gave I’m just a voice asking for a callback I won’t take

Verse 2

Hungry for a voice that doesn’t call back twice Order take-out menus titled “We Miss You So Much” Forgot to charge my phone, forgot my own address Only thing full is the silence I can’t delete

Bridge

Pressed redial before I lost the nerve to hear four beeps let me breathe Now the voicemail greets me like an old friend I left in the street

Verse 1

That wooden dock with the one missing plank The way the water lapped when you jumped Thirty years on the county map all says it’s gone But I still measure the drop from where we were I packed a sack with stolen beer and crackers You picked the spot where the water ran silver No shoes, no sense, we laughed at the river’s answer Till the willow said our names like a warning

Chorus

Oh where the current used to pull me I was restless then I was reckless too Now every curl of the wave brings me Back to the boy who didn’t know what to do Oh where the current used to pull me I was restless then I was reckless too Now every curl of the wave brings me Back to the boy who didn’t know what to do Oh where the current used to pull me I was restless then I was reckless too Now every curl of the wave brings me Back to the boy who didn’t know what to do Back to the boy who didn’t know what to do

Verse 2

One August the current got greedy Sucked you under where the bottom drops quick I grabbed a branch but only got half of you Left a footprint that rain never licked away I swam straight lines instead of crossings Thought speed was the same as knowing the river Now when the levels rise I back away from the noise Count the rings on the willow like a clock that don’t tick

Bridge

The water always delivers what it takes It only leaves the shape of your hands where the lilies break

Verse 1

Candles melted to stubs on the windowsill Neighbors’ radios all tuning the same static pill Your laugh in the dark like a half-remembered tune I lit a sparkler just to watch the room burn too soon

Chorus

Oh the grid went black and the night got loud We built a fire in the backyard crowd Laughing loud as the meters died Now the embers glow but the heat won’t hide Everything we had to lose was all we had to prove Now the silence hums what we used to do Oh the grid went black and the night got loud We built a fire in the backyard crowd Laughing loud as the meters died Now the embers glow but the heat won’t hide Everything we had to lose was all we had to prove Now the silence hums what we used to do

Verse 2

Stole the neighbor’s lawn chair, dragged it to the curb Story of the mortgage guy who lost his wife to the surge Your palm print still warm on the battery case I kept the longest match in case you ever wanted to erase

Bridge

Three days later still haven’t paid the bill Funny how the city charges more when you can’t see the meter Funny how the dark sounds like the things we almost said Funny how the ashes hold the shape we left

Outro

Candles melted to stubs on the windowsill Silent as the snow that’s started to fill Your laugh still hums in the hollow of the room I light a match just to watch the gloom bloom

Verse 1

The bell above the door still rings for strangers, A coffee mug still carries yesterday’s steam, Mom’s apron hangs on the back‑room hook, still warm, Dusty ledger pages whisper quiet numbers. I count the familiar steps on the creaking floor, A child’s laugh echoes from the candy aisle, The scent of pine from the winter display clings, And I smile, knowing this is all I ever knew.

Chorus

We turn the sign, we say goodbye, We turn the sign, we say goodbye, We turn the sign, we say goodbye, We turn the sign, we say goodbye.

Verse 2

The lights flicker low as the hour draws near, Empty shelves stare back, a silent audience, My father’s hand rests on the cash drawer, still steady, His eyes trace the faded paint of the front window. The night wind whistles through the cracked back door, I hear the last customer’s footsteps fade away, A weight settles, gentle as a closed book, And I breathe out the peace of letting go.

Bridge

All the stories we sold in paper bags, Live on in the pockets of the townsfolk’s hearts, Even when the shutters fall, the memory stays bright.

Outro

We turn the sign, we say goodbye, We turn the sign, we say goodbye.

Verse 1

1972 Chevy Nova with a dent on the passenger door Radio still picking up golden oldies I don’t know anymore Passenger seat stacked with maps we never took far Tires hum when the road turns black and the mileage’s high

Chorus

So let it sleep where the sidewalk bends No tow truck, no last rites, no pretend Just the click-click of the cooling block And a half moon laughing through the shock So let it sleep where the sidewalk bends No tow truck, no last rites, no pretend Just the click-click of the cooling block And a half moon laughing through the shock So let it sleep where the sidewalk bends No tow truck, no last rites, no pretend Just the final sigh of the V8’s ghost And whatever’s next—whatever that costs

Verse 2

Ignition turns slow, one cough, then the lights go dim Coil’s too cold, the plugs don’t spark, the end feels slim Floorboard’s buried in receipts from every town we ran I pop the hood anyway—old habit—half expecting rain

Bridge

No hearse, no parade, no friends to show Only the streetlight painting rust where the chrome used to glow I run my fingers along the fender’s old scar She don’t need me anymore, but I don’t get that far

Verse 1

I remember the day I moved in, full of hopes and dreams The flat was old, but it had character, or so it seemed The creaky floorboards, the musty smell, I thought it was charm But now I'm standing here, with boxes all around, and I'm not so sure

Chorus

Oh, I'm leaving this place behind, and I won't look back It's not the home I wanted, but it's where I came back To the familiar walls, the familiar floor But I'm ready to move on, and close the door

Verse 2

The landlord never fixed the leak, the neighbors never slept I had to wear earplugs just to get some rest The kitchen was too small, the bathroom was a mess But still, I made some memories, and learned to love the stress

Bridge

Maybe someday I'll drive by, and see the flat again And I'll think of all the times, I laughed and loved and lived And though it wasn't perfect, it was mine, and that's a fact But for now, I'm moving on, and that's a good thing, that's a fact

Outro

So I'll take one last look around, and then I'll walk away And though I'll always remember, this place, it's okay I'm leaving this place behind, and I won't look back And I'm ready for whatever, comes next, that's a fact.

Verse 1

Her name lit up my screen at 5:17 Coffee steam still curling, morning in full swing I hit decline but not before I saw her face That half-smile I swore I’d never forget in this place

Chorus

I know you’re there, I know you’re right But the coffee’s gone cold and the sun’s burning bright The call can wait, the call can stay I’ll pick it up—some other day I know you’re there, I know you’re right But the coffee’s gone cold and the sun’s burning bright The call can wait, the call can stay I’ll pick it up—some other day

Verse 2

Her message played back at 11:42 A laugh caught in the static, boys yelling in the background I meant to call back when the workday burned down But the inbox piled higher and the sky turned brown

Bridge

Maybe the difference between right and wrong Isn’t choosing the call but the ones left on hold too long

Outro

Her screen stays dim where it waits for tomorrow While I flip the lock on the door and the sorrow

Verse 1

Your scarf still draped on the back of my chair Three-day-old coffee ring in the chipped porcelain there Your perfume’s ghost on the collar of my old winter coat Left by the door like you might step back through

Chorus

So I’ll rub a clean circle in the graying pane And keep the rest behind my ribs again Fond of the way the light traps dust in the air Resigned to the weight of not being there So I’ll rub a clean circle in the graying pane And keep the rest behind my ribs again Fond of the way the light traps dust in the air Resigned to the weight of not being there So I’ll rub a clean circle in the graying pane And keep the rest behind my ribs again Fond of the way the light traps dust in the air Resigned to the weight of not being there

Verse 2

Pavement grits between my boots and the curb A liquor store sign buzzes like a wrong-number word Kids laugh on the bus with mittens that match I miss the way your cheeks flushed red when you laughed

Bridge

One less mouth at the table, one more plate to dry I wonder if the milk’s already curdled in your tea