Room Left Behind

A jacket on the chair

By a sink full of someone else's dishes

There's a quiet in the air

Fading out our unspoken wishes

Five minutes of raw truth

Before the walls break through

Yeah, we're holding onto nothing

We burn it down and let it fade

Through the promises we made

But she leaves before the chorus ends!

(away,

away)

Cold keys on the counter top

Nothing left to say to make it stop

Just the hum of the old TV

Now

it's only me

Just a jacket on the chair...

And she's gone.