[00:13.69]My eyes are turning red
[00:15.36]
[00:17.32]Staring at the ceiling fan
[00:19.58]
[00:20.73]Confessions underneath his breath
[00:23.18]
[00:24.56]I don't think he knows
[00:26.35]
[00:28.07]Pull him towards my chest
[00:30.03]
[00:31.64]I'm holding him with both my hands
[00:34.03]
[00:35.02]He's somewhere far away again
[00:37.57]
[00:38.91]When his eyes are closed
[00:41.15]
[00:42.29]I know when he wakes up nothing I can do but
[00:46.01]Hold my tongue and somehow try to breathe
[00:49.51]I know that he misses her
[00:51.37]I know that he wishes her body was next to him instead of me
[00:56.80]Why'd I hear him talking in his sleep
[01:00.43]Why'd I hear him talking in his sleep
[01:03.49]
[01:33.49]Screaming in my pillow
[01:35.25]Hiding under covers
[01:36.98]Everything I know is a lie
[01:39.50]
[01:40.39]When every little moment feels like they were stolen
[01:44.22]Like we're on borrowed time
[01:46.37]Her kiss is lingering on his mouth
[01:50.42]Dishes in the sink while we're playing house
[01:53.46]He's keeping her close like she's still around
[01:57.55]I'm fighting with a ghost who can take me down
[02:00.95]And I know when he wakes up nothing I can do but
[02:04.79]Hold my tongue and somehow try to breathe
[02:08.36]I know that he misses her
[02:10.13]I know that he wishes her body was next to him instead of me
[02:15.55]Why'd I hear him talking in his sleep
[02:19.18]Why'd I hear him talking in his sleep

My eyes are turning red
Staring at the ceiling fan
Confessions underneath his breath
I don't think he knows
Pull him towards my chest
I'm holding him with both my hands
He's somewhere far away again
When his eyes are closed
I know when he wakes up nothing I can do but
Hold my tongue and somehow try to breathe
I know that he misses her
I know that he wishes her body was next to him instead of me
Why'd I hear him talking in his sleep
Why'd I hear him talking in his sleep
Screaming in my pillow
Hiding under covers
Everything I know is a lie
When every little moment feels like they were stolen
Like we're on borrowed time
Her kiss is lingering on his mouth
Dishes in the sink while we're playing house
He's keeping her close like she's still around
I'm fighting with a ghost who can take me down
And I know when he wakes up nothing I can do but
Hold my tongue and somehow try to breathe
I know that he misses her
I know that he wishes her body was next to him instead of me
Why'd I hear him talking in his sleep
Why'd I hear him talking in his sleep