She gone But she still rides Passenger side I drive slow Through ghost-lit streets Rearview shows What I can’t delete Her voice in rain On the windshield glass Shadow seatbelt Memory crash Ashtray full But I don’t smoke That’s her ghost Wearing my coat Talk to myself But I hear her laugh She said goodbye Still cut me in half No closure No scene Just quiet And screen She still lives in my head Like a song I can’t skip Like a dream that won’t end Like a bruise in my script She still breathes in the night Like fog in my light Like she never left Like she’s still what's right Pillow cold But I sleep one side Phone on mute Still feel her vibe She gone But stayed too deep I forgot How peace should sleep I ride alone But she haunts my lane Smells like her When it starts to rain Another girl Tryna heal my skin But ghosts don't fade They live within She still lives in my head Like a song I can’t skip Like a loop in regret Like a sun that won’t dip She still walks in my thoughts Like it’s her own house I changed all the locks But she never moved out Passenger side Still feels warm But the seat’s been cold Since the storm
