the love that came and went
but still, I hear your breath
I'm lying in another persons bed
I pretend she’s you instead
But it's ok because she’s got a man
and she ignores his texts
I guess we’re the stand-ins
I replace your voice with hers
but nothing that she says
Your shadow dances along with them
Fucking on her waist, I take it slow
because when the moment is up, I know
we’ll sleep on opposite sides of the bed
'Cause we’re both standing in