

Yeah, July first. She walked out.
It was the first of July when she packed her bags No
long goodbye, just a couple of tags Left the key on the
counter, didn't say a word Now the quiet in this room is
the loudest thing I've heard I watched the taillights fade into the
summer rain Cold sweat,
heavy chest, waking up to the pain
She broke my heart on the first of July
(on the first of July)
Underneath a grey and empty sky (sky
so high) Didn't even look me in the eye
(yeah) Just left me here to wonder why
Calendars flipping but I'm frozen in place Every corner of this house
still holding her face Summer heat outside but my world is freezing
cold Staring at the empty space she used to hold Trying to
rewrite the story, mend the broken thread But I'm just pacing circles
inside my own head (inside my head)
She broke my heart on the first of July
(on the first of July)
Underneath a grey and empty sky (sky so
high) Didn't even look me in the eye
(yeah) Just left me here to wonder why
First of July...
Yeah, she broke it.
(first of July...)