I still boil the kettle for two every morning

Pour the second cup just to watch it go cold

The neighbour asked kindly if you were returning

I said "Any day now" — I'm convincing, or so I am told

I folded your coat in the closet last Tuesday

It still smells like airports and rain

The dog keeps on waitin' by the door, but that's useless

'Cause he don't understand that you're not coming back again

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And I used to think grief was a wave, a big one

That crashes and leaves you alone on the shore

But it's not. It's the dust on the shelf in the kitchen

It's the mail that you ordered that still shows up to my door

It's the silence so loud that it drills through my ear-drums

It's the pillow I punch 'cause it still smells like you

And I swear if one more person says "time heals the sorrow"

I'll scream 'til the stars fall — what the hell do they know?