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All the glasses are empty Friends are all in their cabs Streetlights fade through the curtain Silence falls in my lap Your sweater’s on my chair Phone face down on the floor I scroll through our old messages Till my thumb gets sore After everyone goes home I remember I’m alone All the laughter turns to echoes When I’m lying in this bed I keep talking to the ceiling Like it understands my head After everyone goes home You come back to me instead Half a cup on the nightstand Lip print that isn’t yours I pretended I was healing Till I locked this door Tried to change out the bedsheets But your side still feels warm Every shadow on the wall Looks like your outline form After everyone goes home I remember I’m alone All the laughter turns to echoes When I’m lying in this bed I keep talking to the ceiling Like it understands my head After everyone goes home You come back to me instead I told them I’m fine, that I’m over you (over you) But the quiet keeps pulling the truth straight through (straight through) If moving on means forgetting what we had Then I’m not there yet, I’m not there yet After everyone goes home I remember I’m alone All the pictures on the fridge door Cut me open, leave me bare I keep talking to the ceiling Wish that you were really there After everyone goes home It’s just me and this empty chair 此歌曲由 ai6666.com/music 生成