Undried Raincoat

(hmmm-mmmmm) Your denim jacket's still on the floor

Cheap plastic cup, I'm pouring some more

Watch the headlights crawl twelve stories below

Your blue raincoat's still damp by the door

But you don't live here no more

I'm not tryna boast about the view from the top Just trying

to figure where the promises stopped

Yeah, we both watched it stop

In this hotel room we built with our hands

Now I'm making toast to all of our plans (yeah)

With a plastic cup and a heart of lead Looking at the

damp coat that you left on the bed

Raincoat never dried, hanging in the hall

Casting long crooked shapes on the wall (ahhh) We were partners in

crime, now we're just cold

Stories that we never finished being told

We used to share the view,

now it's just mine

Soft crime, cheap wine,

out of time

(out of time)

Still hanging on the door

(the raincoat)