Verse 1

You left your sweater on my chair

Sleeves still folded in your shape

I keep pretending you’ll come back

Just to fix what you forgot to take

Chorus

I’m falling through the echo of your name

Calling in an empty room again

Every little memory cuts the same

I’m falling through the echo

Falling through the echo of your name (oh)

Verse 2

Cold cup on the windowsill

Lipstick fading at the rim

I trace the circle with my thumb

Wishing I could disappear like it

Chorus