A bottle for breakfast trying to let go
Remember your voice but it’s only an echo
I still got your makeup here on my pillow
And I’m seeing ghosts outside of my window
It was just one time, one time
Started turning into two times, a few times
Ain’t been sober in a long time, a long time
Yeah you used to be all mine, all mine
It feels like last night you came over
Now I wake up and you’re nowhere
I got my head hungover you
I guess I’m still hungover you
I was so wasted I couldn’t see you
Didn’t seem like a choice, no I’d never leave you
Nights that we stayed up, days that we’d sleep through
I can still see your face outside of my window