Deleted all the pictures from my phone Voices in my head say: I told you so I'm jealous of the cigarettes you hold When did what we have go up in smoke 'Cause you are probably moving on While I'm already gone I wish I could hate you I wish I could blame somebody else For the pain that you left inside this room You broke me like a promise And if I'm being honest with myself I let my hopes get a little higher than they should You're still in my bones And I'm still no good at letting go Erasing any trace of you and I Tell myself that I don't care and believe the lies I'm harder than the heart you left behind I've become somebody I hardly recognise You are probably so far gone While I'm barely holding on I wish I could hate you I wish I could blame somebody else For the pain that you left inside this room You broke me like a promise And if I'm being honest with myself I let my hopes get a little higher than they should You're still in my bones And I'm still no good at letting go Sleeping on my side of the bed I can't bring myself to the middle I don't want to touch the space you left Or lay my head on your pillow 'Cause I can't admit you're really gone I don't want to feel the heart you broke So I dance with the ghost of what it was You're still in my bones And I'm still no good at letting go