The coffee sits cold on the table My cigarette dwindles to ash The kitchen lights dim and flicker Over final notices and late fees The floorboards groan with the winter The wind works its way through the walls This house used to hold something living Now it don’t hold nothing at all I don’t remember the last time I smiled I don’t remember the last time I laughed I don’t remember the last time I had a good time I only remember The sound of you walking away That cold December night You left with the heat from the house And whatever was left of me Now I wake with my jaw clenched shut And sleep with the TV I keep waiting to feel something But nothing ever comes Just the radiator knocking Like a slow and dying drum There’s a photograph on the table I turn it facedown when I eat You were standing out by the clothesline With the summer around your feet I could throw it into the woodstove Watch the black crawl over your face But the dead don’t need a funeral When the body won’t leave the place I don’t remember the last time I smiled I don’t remember the last time I laughed I don’t remember the last time I had a good time I only remember The sound of you walking away That cold December night The county says they’ll take the house If I can’t pay what I owe Let ’em have these empty rooms There ain’t nothing here worth saving Except the mark beside the doorway Where your shoulder scraped the paint And the silence in the bedroom Where I still reach out your way Morning comes without asking Gray as the dishwater sky I pour the cold coffee down the sink And watch the grounds circle the drain Another letter through the mail slot Another day I can’t make right Another year between me And that cold December night I don’t remember the last time I smiled I don’t remember the last time I laughed I don’t remember the last time I had a good time I only remember The sound of you walking away That cold December night
