Box
I couldn't move, saw it there across the room
Saw your name, top corner ink, it's too soon
Half of me had hoped you'd lost my address
The other half an uncontrollable mess
You kept the photos and the key
Why did you let go of me?
I'm falling apart in my apartment
On the floor of my room, locked door, pictures of you
Covered in teardrops, counting the years lost
Cut the tape, open up, like I did when you played tough
But when I think I've hurt enough
You send a box of my stuff folded up
These days, nothing feels the same
But your handwriting hasn't changed
And the way you tucked the sleeves inside
The perfect fit, your hand in mine
These days, nothing feels the same
Every month was once a rose
Now you're sending back my clothes
And I'm falling apart in my apartment
On the floor of my room, locked door, pictures of you
Covered in teardrops, counting the years lost
Cut the tape, open up, like you did when you were drunk
But when I think I've cried enough
You send a box of my stuff folded up
You took my things off of the shelf
Signed your name with nothing else
Now I'm left here with my, with myself
This is hell, this is hell, this is hell
You're probably pacing back and forth
Questioning all this was worth
Did you expect a simple text?
Did you change the "babe" to "ex" in your phone?
I'd tell you no, but you won't hear from me anymore
'Cause I'm falling apart in my apartment
On the floor of my room, locked door, pictures of you
Are covered in teardrops, I'm counting the years lost
Cut the tape, open up, thought maybe I'd be tough
But when I think I'm strong enough
You send a box of my stuff folded up
You send a box in case I forgot
We broke up
Saw your name, top corner ink, it's too soon
Half of me had hoped you'd lost my address
The other half an uncontrollable mess
You kept the photos and the key
Why did you let go of me?
I'm falling apart in my apartment
On the floor of my room, locked door, pictures of you
Covered in teardrops, counting the years lost
Cut the tape, open up, like I did when you played tough
But when I think I've hurt enough
You send a box of my stuff folded up
These days, nothing feels the same
But your handwriting hasn't changed
And the way you tucked the sleeves inside
The perfect fit, your hand in mine
These days, nothing feels the same
Every month was once a rose
Now you're sending back my clothes
And I'm falling apart in my apartment
On the floor of my room, locked door, pictures of you
Covered in teardrops, counting the years lost
Cut the tape, open up, like you did when you were drunk
But when I think I've cried enough
You send a box of my stuff folded up
You took my things off of the shelf
Signed your name with nothing else
Now I'm left here with my, with myself
This is hell, this is hell, this is hell
You're probably pacing back and forth
Questioning all this was worth
Did you expect a simple text?
Did you change the "babe" to "ex" in your phone?
I'd tell you no, but you won't hear from me anymore
'Cause I'm falling apart in my apartment
On the floor of my room, locked door, pictures of you
Are covered in teardrops, I'm counting the years lost
Cut the tape, open up, thought maybe I'd be tough
But when I think I'm strong enough
You send a box of my stuff folded up
You send a box in case I forgot
We broke up
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Writer(s): Marielle Kraft
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