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