V1

The house is so quiet without the music you play

I like how your hands move across the melody the piano makes

But you’re gone

V2

The bed is so lonely with only one side occupied

I envy the walls, how they saw the way your body lay next to mine

But you’re gone

C1

I’m so good at convincing myself

That nothing’s missing, no books from the shelf

Have fallen down, down, down

V3

The street has forgotten the sound the tires on your car make

The mailbox is aching, it longs for only just a word or two from you

C2

I’m so good at convincing myself

That everything’s fine, I build up a shell

No river could break down, down, down

Outro

I’m no good at convincing myself

Everything’s fine I’ll build a house

Of my own, I’ll have a dog and a tree outside with apples on it

I’ll never have time to miss you

I won’t even wish to keep you safe in the corners of my mind