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