[Verse 1] Your jacket's still hanging on the back of my door, Like you're gonna walk in like you did before, There's a crack in the glass where the sunlight comes through, And a thousand little things that remind me of you. I took the long way home just to kill some time, Passed the place where we danced underneath those lights, Everybody's growing up, everybody moves on, But some things stay with you long after they're gone. [Pre-Chorus] And I don't know why, But I still look twice, When somebody laughs like you. [Chorus] We were never good at goodbyes, Never good at letting things die, We said forever like we meant it, Now we're just two ghosts who haven't left yet. And I still hear your voice in the back of my mind, Like an old song playing at the wrong damn time, Maybe some things never really leave, Maybe you're still a little part of me. [Verse 2] Found your photograph in a box upstairs, You were making that face like you didn't care, We were broke, wide-eyed, and out of our minds, Thought the whole damn world was waiting in line. Now the streets look smaller than they did back then, And I don't know if we'd even be friends, If we met as strangers at a downtown bar, Would I know your smile? Would you know my heart? [Pre-Chorus] And I don't know why, But I still rewind, Every little thing we knew. [Chorus] We were never good at goodbyes, Never good at letting things die, We said forever like we meant it, Now we're just two ghosts who haven't left yet. And I still hear your voice in the back of my mind, Like an old song playing at the wrong damn time, Maybe some things never really leave, Maybe you're still a little part of me. [Bridge — Quiet, Atmospheric] Maybe we were young, Maybe we were scared, Maybe we were holding on To something never there. But if I saw you now, Under those same streetlights, I'd probably smile first, And you'd probably ask me why. [Instrumental Build] Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, Some things never leave us. Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, Somewhere underneath us. [Final Chorus — Full Band] We were never good at goodbyes, Never good at leaving the past behind, We said forever like we believed it, Maybe we were right for a moment, and that's enough reason. And I still hear your voice when the world goes quiet, Still see your face in the middle of a crowded night, Maybe some things never really leave, Maybe that's just what it means to be free. [Outro] Your jacket's still hanging, The years keep changing, And somewhere out there, You're still you.
