[Intro - soft piano, low solo violin] [Female Vocals - soft, intimate] Every night around half past three, the mattress moves beside me. Just enough to feel the weight, just enough to make me wait. The sheets pull tight. The pillow sinks. I close my eyes before I think. I know that shape. I know that space. So I never turn to see your face. [Violin interlude] [Male Vocals - low melodic rap] Morning comes and your side is cold, same empty room, same story told. Two cups still sitting beside the sink, your coat still hanging there in pink. I haven't moved it. I don't know why. Maybe moving it means goodbye. Maybe leaving everything the same means death doesn't get to keep your name. [Male Vocals - restrained] And every night the mattress bends. For a little while, you're here again. [Female Vocals - emotional chorus] ON THE COLD SIDE OF THE BED, I STILL FEEL YOU WHEN THERE'S NOTHING THERE. ON THE COLD SIDE, I DON'T TURN AROUND— 'CAUSE LOSING YOU ONCE WAS ENOUGH. I CAN'T LOSE YOU AGAIN. [Piano and violin instrumental] [Female Vocals - soft] Last night, something changed. Your hand rested against my back. Not cold. Not warm. Just familiar. And for the first time since you left, I heard your voice. [Female Vocals - quiet] "You have to look at me." [Heavy guitar slowly enters] [Male Vocals - emotional rap] No. Don't ask that. Don't make this real. Don't take away the only thing I still feel. Let me have three in the morning. Let me have the weight in the sheets. Let me pretend for five more minutes that you're still lying next to me. [Male Vocals - building shout-rap] I KNOW WHAT THEY SAID! I KNOW YOU'RE GONE! I KNOW I'VE BEEN SLEEPING IN THIS BED ALONE! I KNOW THAT YOUR SHOES HAVEN'T MOVED FROM THE FLOOR! I KNOW YOU'RE NOT COMING THROUGH THAT FUCKING DOOR! [Male Vocals - emotional shout-rap] BUT EVERY NIGHT WHEN THE MATTRESS GOES DOWN, FOR ONE FUCKING MOMENT YOU'RE STILL AROUND! SO DON'T MAKE ME LOOK! DON'T MAKE ME SEE! DON'T TAKE THE LAST FUCKING PIECE OF YOU FROM ME! [Instrumental - soaring violin, heavy drums and guitar] [Female Vocals - powerful emotional chorus] ON THE COLD SIDE OF THE BED, I STILL FEEL YOU WHEN THERE'S NOTHING THERE. ON THE COLD SIDE, I'M HOLDING ON— TO SOMETHING I KNOW IS ALREADY GONE. BUT IF I TURN AND YOU'RE NOT THERE— [Female Vocals - breaking] I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'LL HAVE LEFT. [Violin and piano] [Male Vocals - quiet] Three twenty-nine. Mattress sinks. Sheets move. Hand against my back. [Male Vocals - trembling] "You have to look at me." [Pause] [Male Vocals] Okay. [Instrumental - single piano notes] [Female Vocals - soft] Turn around. Empty pillow. Empty sheets. No shadow. No shape. No miracle waiting for me. Just the place where you used to sleep. [Female Vocals - emotional] And the pillow slowly rises. [Violin swell] [Male Vocals - emotional shout-rap] WAIT! I'M LOOKING NOW! I DID WHAT YOU ASKED! DON'T MAKE THIS THE MOMENT THAT HAS TO BE LAST! I'LL SAY WHAT I SHOULD'VE! I'LL SAY IT RIGHT! I'LL SAY EVERY FUCKING WORD I SWALLOWED THAT NIGHT! [Male Vocals - shouted] I LOVE YOU! I MISS YOU! I'M ANGRY YOU'RE GONE! I'M ANGRY THE WORLD JUST KEPT MOVING ON! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY I— [Instrumental stop] [Male Vocals - broken] ...never said goodbye. [Long violin solo over piano] [Female Vocals - final chorus, soft then powerful] ON THE COLD SIDE OF THE BED, THERE'S ONLY A PILLOW WHERE YOU LAID YOUR HEAD. ON THE COLD SIDE, I FINALLY TURNED— AND NOTHING WAS THERE. BUT YOU WERE. YOU WERE. YOU WERE. [Instrumental - full strings, piano, restrained distorted guitar] [Female Vocals - soft] Morning comes. Your side is cold. I take your coat down from the wall. Fold it once. Hold it close. Then put it away. [Male Vocals - soft] Tonight at three, the mattress doesn't move. [Outro - solo violin and piano] [Male Vocals - quiet] Goodbye. [Violin holds final note]
