Ghost of Us

[Verse 1] I wake up to the silence of a house that isn’t home Watching shadows dance across the walls, I’m still alone I pour two cups of coffee, just a habit I can’t break Tracing lines of a future that I’m forced to forsake It’s not your face that haunts me when the sun begins to rise It’s the phantom of the version of myself behind your eyes. [Chorus] I don’t miss you every morning, no, I’m past that kind of pain I miss the life we never lived, walking through the rain Of a city where we stayed, where we grew, where we survived I’m mourning for the man I was inside the life we never lived. [Verse 2] I see the blueprints on the table of a house we didn’t build A gallery of memories that we never actually filled I’m driving past the suburbs where we said we’d settle down Just a stranger in the wreckage of this ghost-inhabited town I hold the keys to doors that only open in my head Living off the echoes of the words we never said. [Verse 3] They ask me how I’m doing, and I tell them I’m okay But I’m drowning in the wreckage of a different yesterday I’m a king without a kingdom, I’m a star that lost its light Chasing down a timeline that vanished in the night It’s a heavy kind of hollow, it’s a cold and bitter pill To love a life that’s perfect, but is standing perfectly still. [Chorus] I don’t miss you every morning, no, I’m past that kind of pain I miss the life we never lived, walking through the rain Of a city where we stayed, where we grew, where we survived I’m mourning for the man I was inside the life we never lived. [Bridge] Maybe in another orbit, maybe in another skin I’m still holding onto everything that could have truly been I’m not grieving for your touch, I’m not grieving for your name I’m grieving for the soul I lost, caught inside this frame Of what if, what if, what if. [Verse 4] So I’ll put the second cup away and lock the heavy door I don’t look for you in places where you don’t exist no more I’m making peace with ghosts, I’m making peace with all the scars Tracing constellations that won't guide me to the stars It’s the final act of letting go, the hardest one to play Watching all the versions of myself just fade away. [Outro] Yeah, it’s the life we never lived. Just a dream that didn't stay. I’m okay. I’m just mourning the man I was. In a life that never was. (Never was...)