I threw away the napkin with your lipstick stains
I used up all the tissues that you gave to me when you made me cry
Tonight, I think I’m better off alone, like I should have felt so long ago
If I had a way to tell you how I feel, well you wouldn’t hear me anyways
So I’ll keep on talking to the pillows as a stare myself to sleep at night
I wrapped myself around you so tight, I may never come undone
But honestly, I’m holding onto everything you gave to me
From the trinket toy, to the pictures, to the smell of your hair
And I’ll top it off with the hurt that I can call to mind so quickly
I may never come undone
I threw away the napkin with your lipstick stains
But I keep that trashcan close to me, so I can see it every day
-Zach
