I let you carve your name into my chest Like permanence was a kindness But now I trace the scar And it doesn't speak It just whispers what I used to be I lit candles for the version of me left behind But none of them ever burned out I am abandoned but not by you I'm haunted by the silence I became Scream in rooms you used to fill But my own echo doesn't know my name I wear choices like funeral clothes Tailored by regret and stitched in doubt I try to mourn the love we lost But I only cry for the version of me I never protected You didn't leave I disappeared before you ever let go I am abandoned but not by you I'm haunted by the silence I became Scream in rooms you used to fill But my own echo doesn't know my name I buried myself to keep you close And now I can't find the surface I am abandoned inside my skin A stranger to who I could have been You were the storm, but I was the wreckage And I never knew I was missing Until the quiet said my name (Until the quiet said my name)