A sympathy message in a birthday card
Counting my blessings but the abacus is falling apart
And all of the stresses don't feel that relevant
There's an elephant in the room that looks like
Cut lilies and a three-piece suit
But I'll get through with t-to-do-lists
And coffee that's gone cold
I'll pull my socks up with a box of
Letters that you wrote
I'll get by with silver linings
And a few more tattoos
But there's a little less love here without you
Sugar in my cup to dull the bitter
When I'm looking up are you with her?
With something old and something new there's something blue
In this room, can't describe it
Feels like an empty armchair with a tea beside it
But I'll get through with t-to-do-lists
And coffee that's gone cold
I'll pull my socks up with a box of
Letters that you wrote
I'll get by with silver linings
And a few more tattoos
But there's a little less love here without you
It's been two winters since you left
The feeling hasn't quite returned
And there's a little less
Of what I never quite deserved
Your love fell to the ground with the autumn leaves
Lays scattered like the fitted sheet
You changed every Sunday
Now the crunch under my feet
Sounds like something that I left behind
Taken from me by the wind
Vertigo, the sycamore flies
For a second you begin
To move closer to my palpitations
Extending through the evening air
I reach out to accept the invitation
And find there's nothing there
The rain falls down: pathetic fallacy
My tear ducts play along
And Though you're not quite next to me
You're scattered through this song
And in each step I take
Each day I wake, the way I make my tea
There's a little less love here from you
Because you gave it all to me
A sympathy message in a birthday card
Counting my blessings but the abacus snapped in half
And all of the stresses don't feel that relevant
There's an elephant in the room that looks like you