Verse 1

I left your blue cup by the sink

A chipped crescent against the white

The kettle clicked, the room went still

I let it cool there overnight

Pre-Chorus

Your coat is gone from the hallway hook

But one loose thread is caught in the wood

I keep my hands where you left them

As if staying still could make this good

Chorus

I miss you in the plainest places

At the table, by the door

I say I'm fine, then lose my sentence

And can't pretend it anymore

If leaving was the kindest answer

Why does kindness hurt this much?

I miss you in the plainest places