I miss dancing in the kitchen
Late night reminiscing
And early morning coffee too

If it wasn’t an eviction
And you really needed distance
Then why’d you leave a piece of you?

The picture frames are empty
But the memories hold on
I thought that ghosts were fiction
Till the day that you were gone

Everything we had is dead and gone
There ain’t nothing left of me and you
But that don’t really mean that moving on
Is any easier to do
I could tear this house down to the bones
Brick by brick, stone by stone
But after everything that we’ve been through
I’d still give you living room
Living room
Living room
Living room
I’d still give you living room

Sometimes I hear the walls talk
Telling me it’s all wrong
This house will never feel the same

The picture frames are empty
But the memories hold on
I thought that ghosts were fiction
Till the day that you were gone (gone)

Everything we had is dead and gone
There ain’t nothing left of me and you
But that don’t really mean that moving on
Is any easier to do
I could tear this house down to the bones
Brick by brick, stone by stone
But after everything that we’ve been through
I’d still give you living room
Living room
Living room
Living room
I’d still give you living room
Living room
Living room
I’d still give you living room