[Intro]
You always leave
before the room gets quiet.
Maybe you know
what silence does to me.
[Verse 1]
Your glass is still warm
on the table by the bed,
your perfume in the hallway,
your words still in my head.
You said:
“Don't make this harder.”
Then you kissed me
like you wanted exactly that.
I should've let you go.
I know.
But every time you turn away
I find another reason
to pull you back.
We don't talk about tomorrow.
We barely talk about tonight.
We just keep finding new ways
to make the wrong thing feel right.
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know
you don't belong to me.
But when you leave...
why does the whole room
feel like something's missing?
[Chorus]
AFTER YOU LEAVE,
I STILL FEEL YOU HERE.
IN THE SHEETS,
IN THE AIR,
IN THE THINGS I DON'T WANNA HEAR.
AFTER YOU LEAVE,
I SWEAR I'M DONE.
THEN THE NIGHT GETS QUIET,
AND I START WANTING
WHAT I SHOULD RUN FROM.
After you leave...
I lose the fight.
Every single time.
[Verse 2]
You never ask
who I've been with.
I never ask you either.
That's how we keep this clean.
Or pretend to.
But your face changes
when my phone lights up.
And mine does too
when you turn yours away.
Funny.
We call this casual
with our jaws locked tight.
We call this nothing
while we're ruining sleep
for each other every night.
You say:
“It's not love.”
Maybe you're right.
But people don't get jealous
over things
they don't care about.
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know
you don't belong to me.
But when you leave...
why do I still listen
for the door?
[Chorus]
AFTER YOU LEAVE,
I STILL FEEL YOU HERE.
IN THE SHEETS,
IN THE AIR,
IN THE THINGS I DON'T WANNA HEAR.
AFTER YOU LEAVE,
I SWEAR I'M DONE.
THEN THE NIGHT GETS QUIET,
AND I START WANTING
WHAT I SHOULD RUN FROM.
After you leave...
I lose the fight.
Every single time.
[Verse 3]
I tried replacing you
with louder rooms,
different faces,
different drinks,
different perfume.
Nothing works.
That's embarrassing.
Not because you're perfect.
You're not.
Maybe that's why.
I know exactly
what's wrong with you.
You know exactly
what's wrong with me.
And somehow that feels safer
than meeting somebody
who still thinks I'm better
than I am.
You don't idealize me.
You just come back.
And some nights
that feels dangerously close
to being understood.
[Bridge]
[Drums fade]
[Analog synth pulse]
Tell me the truth.
If I stopped answering...
would you miss me?
[Breathy falsetto]
Or would you only miss
knowing that I would?
[Pads rising]
Because maybe
that's all this ever was.
Two people addicted
to being wanted
by somebody they don't trust.
[Beat returns]
That's ugly.
But it's honest.
[Final Chorus]
AFTER YOU LEAVE,
I STILL FEEL YOU HERE.
BUT MAYBE THAT'S NOT LOVE.
MAYBE THAT'S JUST FEAR.
AFTER YOU LEAVE,
I SWEAR I'M DONE.
THEN THE NIGHT GETS QUIET,
AND I STILL WANT
WHAT I SHOULD RUN FROM.
After you leave...
I tell myself:
“Last time.”
Then your name comes up.
And suddenly...
I don't remember why.
[Outro]
The room gets quiet.
My phone lights up.
You:
“Still awake?”
...
Yeah.
