Lyrics
Nothing feels the same when you're not here
Feeling a significant difference in life when the person addressed is absent
But I don't mind
Not bothered by the absence despite the change
Caught myself get a glimpse of your pile of shit
Unexpectedly encountered reminders or remnants of the person's belongings
And I feel fine
Despite the reminders, feeling okay or unaffected
Did you keep any memory of me?
Questioning if the person retained any memories of the speaker
Well I never had a choice and now nothing's as it seemed
Expressing a lack of control over circumstances and a sense of disillusionment
You're the song that's stuck in my head that we left on repeat
The memories of the person are persistent and continually replay in the mind
When we would lay in bed for hours and you said you'd never leave
Recalling intimate moments shared together, promising never to depart
I still feel you in these walls
Sensing the lingering presence of the person in the environment
But I won't make the call
Choosing not to take action despite feeling the presence
'Cause now you're just
Transitioning into being just...
Now you're just a ghost in my bed
Characterizing the person as a haunting presence in the speaker's life
It's Monday and the garbage came
Commenting on a mundane day and the routine nature of life
I guess fate's in their hands
Acceptance of circumstances being out of control or predetermined
I don't regret all the mess you left in
No remorse for the mess left behind by the person
This house and inside of my head
The chaos left not just in the physical space but also emotionally
Climb the stairs to see what there was to find
Investigating remnants or memories left behind
But did you have to leave so many clues behind
Questioning the necessity of leaving behind so many reminders
And if you think
Addressing the person directly regarding their attempt to forget or remove the speaker from their life
You can just get rid of me
Asserting that one's past and connections cannot be easily erased
Well you can't erase your past
Continuing to deal with the aftermath of the relationship
Still digging out the grave
Analogizing the aftermath of the relationship to digging a grave
Of the bed that we both made
Struggling with the consequences or aftermath of shared experiences
But if someone asks your favorite song I hope you know I will understand
Understanding the significance of shared memories even if the person moves on
But you're the song that's stuck in my head that we left on repeat
Reiteration of the persistent memories shared with the person
When we would lay in bed for hours and you said you'd never leave
Recollection of intimate moments and reassurance of permanence
I still feel you in these walls
Continued sense of the person's presence in the environment
But I won't make the call
Choosing not to act despite feeling the presence
Cause now you're just
Reiteration of the person's transition into a haunting, non-physical presence
Now you're just a ghost in my bed
Emphasizing the lingering impact of the person in the speaker's life
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