Awfully small narrow hallways.
Connecting the rooms like a causeway
Framed memories younger than the carpet
Dot the walls in our apartment.
Stop, I have said a mouthful again.
Take a breath so we might begin.
Hold on to me darling.
I'm the best at losing places.
I'm the best at losing places.
It was an afternoon in late July
I thought Autumn reserved time for things to die.
You proved me wrong and took the car payment
And left me in an empty apartment.
Stop, I have said a mouthful again.
Take a breath so we might begin.
Hold on to me darling.
I'm the best at losing places.
I'm the best at losing places.
Everything we'd done was a conduit
Leading us here like we'd never quit.
You left the room never turning back to it
and I, I said a mouthful again.
Stop, I have said a mouthful again.
Take a breath so we might begin.
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