Sleeping in my ex’s shirt
I honestly don’t think too much about him no more
Can count the ways that it doesn’t even hurt
A couple wash cycles
That shit don’t even smell like him anymore
And life goes on

5-6-7-8
Oh, we were always dancing baby
Laughing at dumb things
Oh, why’d you stay
Long enough to drive me crazy
Couple years I could’ve killed you
Or me I guess
Either way

One last call to calm me down
One last kiss and one more round
Now hand it off to time and space
Oh, it’s doing its’ cruel magic
Feeling better every day

Don’t know why I kill myself over details
Always wishing I was somewhere else
But life has shown me I'm stronger than I thought
Crueler than I would ever want
Got time to think about everything
I'm not lonely anymore
I got everything I need
And I'm left thinking maybe I’ve grown
Or maybe I just don’t feel anything anymore

One last call to calm me down
One last kiss and one more round
Now hand it off to time and space
Oh, it’s doing its’ cruel magic
Feeling better every day

Sitting in my ex’s shirt
Boiling water
Making coffee
Folding Laundry
Writing verse

It all just feels a little too absurd
We fell in love a couple months
And now you’re nothing but another shirt