[Verse 1] I check the room, check the door, just in case, Applied new perfume to erase your trace. They say I look like something rare, they stare, But all I feel is the ghost of you not there. I laugh too loud at a joke I missed, They reach for my hand, my wrist is swiftly dismissed. They’re good, they’re clean, they’re not a phantom limb, But I still search the crowd for what I miss. [Pre-Chorus] It’s a social experiment, this date, A manufactured, necessary state. I’m here with The New One, But my internal GPS is set to Home. [Chorus] Damn, you’re hard to de-program from, Like a scar you wear when the light hits just wrong. Every forward step is a crime, a waste of time, Every kiss with them pushes me out of our prime. I know it's over, the file is corrupt. I know you're gone, but the tent is still set up, On your front lawn. Damn, you’re unduly persistent, Hard to move on from. [Verse 2] We made it through the drink list and the tracks, But I still look like I’ve got too much in the racks. They’re laughing, leaning in, a perfect frame, And all I can think is: You’d never play that game. It’s not fair to them it's ethical failure here. It’s not fair to me drowning in retrospective fear. Moving on feels like a mutiny, a coup, I’m deleting hope with every touch, it’s true. [Pre-Chorus] It’s a social experiment, this date, A manufactured, necessary state. I’m here with The New One, But my internal GPS is set to Home. [Chorus] Damn, you’re hard to de-program from, Like a scar you wear when the light hits just wrong. Every forward step is a crime, a waste of time, Every kiss with them pushes me out of our prime. I know it's over, the file is corrupt. I know you're gone, but the tent is still set up, On your front lawn. Damn, you’re unduly persistent, Hard to move on from. [Bridge] I wish I could classify you as hate, It’d make the paperwork far easier, far less late. But love like ours doesn’t shatter clean, It just bends the structure, makes the whole thing lean. I’ve bent too long to stand up straight, it’s true, So I sit with this Maybe, and call it Fate: Version Two. [Guitar Solo/Break] [Final Chorus] Damn, you’re hard to de-program from, Like a song that ends but the silence still hums. They’re here, they’re kind, they’re real, they’re new, But their entire function is still Not You. I know it’s healing, I know it's pain, But I keep you close, like a secret name. Damn, you’re unduly persistent, Hard to move on from. [Outro] It's not that I want you back, no. It's just that I never let you go!
