Sad Museum

See here, this is the same table
Where we counted down the new year
That was our first kiss

And right there, there's still glitter on the couch
I don't know how
I swear my eyes are playing tricks

This rooms tells our history
It's preserving your memory
I still haven't changed a thing

It's like I'm living in a sad museum
Collections of you in pieces
Some of them are on display
And some I keep hidden away
I'm way too sentimental
I can't get myself to let go
I wish I had another place
I woke up to you every day

And I can't burn this candle
It's worth more than a Van Gogh
Cause that cold starry night
Was the very last time that it burned
Do you remember that picture you gave me?
I think I'm gonna keep that
It's like the Mona Lisa
Yeah, yeah

This rooms tells our history
It's preserving your memory
I still haven't changed a thing

It's like I'm living in a sad museum
Collections of you in pieces
Some of them are on display
And some I keep hidden away
I'm way too sentimental
I can't get myself to let go
I wish I had another place
I woke up to you everyday

And now I'm living in a sad museum
Oh, oh, oh
Living in a sad museum
It's like I'm living in a sad museum
Oh, Whoa

Yeah this room knows our history
And it keeps on reminding me
Of everything that we used to be

Oh, no

It's like I'm living in a sad museum
Collections of you in pieces
Some of them are on display
That's all it takes for me to break
Yeah I'm way too sentimental
To throw them out and finally let go
I wish you left without a trace
Cause now I wake up every day

And I'm living in a Sad Museum
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh