I’ve been leaving your shampoo bottles Over in the corner there Sitting empty on the bathtub rail Wishing they could wash your hair Yeah, I keep them by that crumb of fancy soap And your toothbrush at my bathroom sink Your cell phone charger's still hanging from the wall Haven’t chucked it all, like you'd think Though you haven’t been around in weeks
I’ve run out of my Speed Stick, honey So I have been using yours It's freaking trash, all that organic hoo hah From one of your health food stores It is seemingly worsened everyday All this shit of yours around my house If I could’ve had it any other way Then by now I would’ve chucked it out But it seems to wanna stick around
I’ve been leaving you in radio silence Though I’d love to catch a pass Waited long enough that I could never call you Baby, how fucked is that? And it’s all just so forgettable Till I’m sitting with your stuff alone Man, why can’t I just let it go?
I’ve been seeing that red Corolla Parked out on the corner there If it were yours, there’d be some hippie bullshit Hanging from the rearview mirror As I’m passing it every other day I look in to see if this one’s yours But the shape it’s in is giving it away Yours is dented up and down the doors Never wanted to see it more
I’ve been leaving you in radio silence Though I’d love to catch a pass Waited long enough that I could never call you Baby, how fucked is that? And it’s all just so forgettable Till I’m sitting with your stuff alone Man, why can’t I just let it goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
