Got your scent on the sheets
Though I washed em bout a dozen times
Its still your voice on the machine
Saying sorry, Im on the other line
You had so many shoes and I used to complain
Now Im wishing that the closet was full again
No, you dont
Its like you never went anywhere
Theres an xBox where your books used to be
Theres an antique chair where you used to be
Theres a cold cold place where you used to sleep
And I just cant leave
I can take the pictures down
And still Id see your face
Cause when I look around
All I see is traces of you
Traces of you
Had our own matching robes
But now the his & hers are only his
Been so long
Is it wrong?
That I cant just get over this
And as Im sitting here reading this takeaway
Im wishin I could set the table for 2 again
But youre gone oh
And it hasnt hit me at all
Theres an xBox where your books used to be
Theres an antique chair where you used to be
Theres a cold cold place where you used to sleep
And I just cant leave
And I can take the pictures down
But still Id see your face
Cause when I look around
All I see is traces of you
Traces of you
I could burn everything, it reminds me of you
I could move cross the world tryna start brand new
But the memories remain and nothings gonna change
No, nothings gonna change (gonna change)
That youre gone
Uh that youre gone