Verse 1 There’s a box… by the door With your name… on the side I’ve been meaning… to move it Just ain’t found… the time Your jacket’s still hanging On the back of that chair I keep walking around it Like you’re still sitting there Verse 2 Found your keys… in the drawer With that note… you wrote me Says “don’t work too late” Like you’re still… waiting on me There’s a coffee cup ring On your side of the bed I ain’t wiped it away yet Don’t feel right… doing that Chorus I’m packing up… the last of you One piece at a time… like I said I’d do But every little thing… just pulls me back To a “you and me”… I still ain’t past Yeah, I tell myself… you’re just gone for now Like you’re coming back… through that door somehow But this quiet house… tells a different truth As I’m holding on… to the last of you Verse 3 There’s a picture… in a frame Turned face… to the wall I can’t bring myself… to see it Not tonight… not at all Your perfume’s still fading From the shirt that I wear And I swear for a second… Yeah, I almost feel you there Bridge (low, almost spoken) They all say… you’re not coming back But they don’t know… what we had Final Chorus (reveal lands here, gently) I’m packing up… the last of you Things you left… I can’t undo Every room still says your name Like nothing here… has really changed Yeah, I tell myself… you’re just gone for now Like you’re coming back… through that door somehow But that silence loud… in an empty room Says I’m holding on… to the last of you yeah... I'm holding on....... To the last of you......
