Two months in, it still feels like it's been a day Bits and pieces linger, most has faded away And over all the noise I swear sometimes I still hear your voice I don't wanna move on, I can't imagine a way ♪ Your pillow's cold but I still keep it by my side Your water bowl stays empty on the kitchen tile And I should really get some rest Everyone says it was for the best But I don't wanna move on It feels so wrong to be fine ♪ It feels so wrong to be fine It doesn't feel right, it doesn't feel right Now this house that we grew up in It feels vacant Every time that I walk through the door I still look to the couch where you waited (where you waited) Now this house that we grew up in It feels vacant Every time that I walk through the door I still look to the couch where you waited I still look at pictures to remember your face And I still keep your pillow in the same place