Intro

I keep my phone face down

Name on the screen still hurts

Talk to the empty room

Like you might answer first

Verse 1

Cup on the nightstand

Water gone warm

Your sweater on my chair

Still holds your form

Tried changing the sheets

The color, the scent

But you haunt every fold

Every thread, every breath

Chorus

Why did you let my heart

Bleed out in slow motion

You were my quiet sea