You
left on a Tuesday,
suitcase wheels on hardwood
Said you'd fallen for someone who understood
He was the one who taught me how to roll a cigarette
The one who stood beside me when
my dad left
Funny how the person who knows you best
Can carve the deepest wound inside your chest
I watched you kiss him in my driveway light
Then I taught myself to sleep alone at night
Three years of silence, three years of smoke
I learned to laugh without you,
learned how jokes can cover up the sound
of breaking slow
Now he's in the ground and you're crying on my sleep
Whispering I never stopped loving you,
believe But the coffin's closed and the roses are fake
And some words come seven hundred nights too late
I loved you once,
I buried that too
Right next to the brother I lost
when I
lost you
The church smells like lilies and wet regret Everyone
keeps saying he was taken too soon like death
You stand there in black like you're the widow in chief
While I stand in the back row swallowing grief Your
lipstick's the same shade you wore at twenty-three When you
told me forever was a lie you sold to me I catch your eyes
across the pews and the ears They still look like home,
but home disappeared
Now he's in the ground and you're
touching my hand Saying I never stopped,
baby,
please understand
But the preacher's done and the dirt's been
thrown Some apologies right with the body there on
I loved you once,
I buried that too Six feet under the friend who died loving you
You mount my name like a prayer you don't deserve I feel it land
but it doesn't hurt I already cried every tear you're crying now
The night you chose him and I learned how To
live without the sound of your key in the door
Some people leave
and you just close it more
So keep you never stop,
keep it in your throat
I heard it once,
the night you wrote That letter saying sorry,
saying he was kind
Rest in peace, brother.
She's all yours now.