i miss you keenlyĀ like a phantom limbĀ the weight of your hand against my palmĀ well, it settles beneath my ribsĀ i go to grasp it, the place where your love ought to beĀ but my fingers hit air, it was hurting, i swear, but iām coming up emptyĀ can you miss a thing youāve never had?Ā cause iād lose a limb to have you backĀ legs or lungs, love, take your pickĀ but my heartās no longer mine to giveĀ mm, hmĀ i mourn you earlyĀ like a tragic endĀ the stain of your words, bloodied with inkĀ well, it tears right through my pageĀ i build a casketĀ in the shape of that day with youĀ you left me floating and reeling and pinkĀ and then you left meĀ can you mourn a thing that's never lived?Ā cause a eulogy is on my lipsĀ six feet over my head nowĀ and iām still looking for solid ground oh what i would giveĀ to make an appearanceĀ somewhere in the story of youĀ but your inkwell is overflowingĀ and if i sink, well, i guess iāll be goingĀ but it was a pleasure to be hereĀ an honor to know youĀ give my regards to the hands that will hold youĀ can you love someone youāll never know?Ā can you keep a thing youāll never hold?Ā you are still my favorite fateĀ and iām still sleeping in a graveĀ mm, hm
