Late-Night Texts and Empty Sheets

I′m scrolling through the old texts at 2.13

Your words still at the screen like they were mine for me

I read and re-read then I let it fade

Like a door in the hall I should've closed that day

The apartment hums but it don′t feel alive

Your coffee mug's still there on the counter side

I say I'm fine but the room knows it′s true

Every shadow keeps a little piece of you

When the night went soft

When you left us home

And the world split off

Now I'm acting like a champion, don't care

But your name still lingers in the air

I've tried to let go, but I'm stuck between

What we had, what's gone, and the ghost in me

I'm strolling through the past like it might bring a blast

With all I find is the heart we left on crash

Yeah

The city's out there where there's neon rain

Cars pass by like they don't know my pain

I stand in the kitchen like slow, alone

Listening to the silence where your voice once was my home

I keep pretending I can sleep with you

But every pill still remembers you

And I hate how the dark makes the memory bloom

How the empty feels louder in this half-lit room

I miss what we were on the night bench soft

When you left for soon and the world slipped off

Now I′m acting like this empty room don't care

But your name still lingers in the deep air

I try to let go

But I'm stuck between what we had, what's gone

And it goes to me, I'm scrolling through the past

Like it might bring you back

But all I find is the heart we left on crack

If I delete the thread

Does the ache disappear?

Or does it just move in deeper here?

I keep reaching for a love

That′s out of range

Circling at the ache

Then search her name

I miss if we

When you left for someone the worst of all

Now I'm acting like this empty room don't care

But your name still lingers and got there

I try to let go, but I'm stuck between

What we had was gone and that goes to me

I'm scrolling through the past like it might bring you back

But all I find is the heart we left on crack

Yeah

Yeah, all I find is the heart we left on crash