Verse 1

Cold cup on the counter

Your name on the rim, half-gone

Two chairs, one folded sweater

I still talk like you're here at dawn

I keep your key on my necklace

Like a question I can't let fall

Silence buzzing in the sockets

Every corner still says your call

Chorus

Why'd you leave your ghost here?

Sleeping in my Sunday clothes

Laughing in the hallways

Breathing through the radio

I say I'm fine, but I'm not, not really

I still set a plate, still pull out a chair

Why'd you leave your ghost here?

Stay and you go, but you're everywhere