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Hurts Me The Worst

scurvy89

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Lyrics

Verse 1

I still bought the coffee you like on Tuesday morning

Forgot for a second you packed up your things and left

The silence inside of this kitchen is screaming a warning

And I’m left here trading my warmth for a ghost of your breath

Verse 2

Your favorite book is still sitting right there on the table

With a dog-eared page where you stopped when the story got deep

I wanted to fix us, I wanted to prove I was able

But I’m just a shadow of promises I couldn't keep

Chorus

And oh, it’s the quiet that hurts me the worst

We didn't burn out, we just ran out of air

Loving you feels like a beautiful curse

When I reach out my hand and there’s nobody there

Yeah, the hardest part isn't the tears that I shed

It’s waking up cold on your side of the bed

Verse 3

I saw your reflection today in the glass of a storefront

I started to call out your name, but it caught in my throat

You used to be everything, now you’re just someone I want

A faded-out memory wrapped in an old winter coat

Chorus

And oh, it’s the quiet that hurts me the worst

We didn't burn out, we just ran out of air

Loving you feels like a beautiful curse

When I reach out my hand and there’s nobody there

Yeah, the hardest part isn't the tears that I shed

It’s waking up cold on your side of the bed

Bridge

Did we give up too early, or hold on too late?

Is there a line between patience and fate?

I’m parsing through words that we never quite said

Drowning in blankets and pulling at threads

Chorus

And oh, it’s the quiet that hurts me the worst

We didn't burn out, we just ran out of air

Loving you feels like a beautiful curse

When I reach out my hand and there’s nobody there

Yeah, the hardest part isn't the tears that I shed

It’s waking up cold on your side of the bed

Outro

Just a cold side of the bed...

The sheets are still straight where you used to lay your head.

I turn off the lamp, but the darkness won't fade.

Look at this beautiful mess that we made.

Yeah, I'm still waking up cold...

On your side of the bed.

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