The Sunday Photographs (v2)

[Verse 1]

Your blue mug’s still beside the sink

A crescent stain along the rim

I keep reaching for the second cup

Then set it back again

[Verse 2]

The landlord’s note is on the door

Your name crossed out in black

I found your key inside my coat

I don’t know where to send it back

[Pre-Chorus]

I thought the hard part would be leaving

I didn’t know it was the rooms

[Chorus]

So take the Sunday photographs

Take the map with all our marks

Take the version of me that still

Could make a home inside your arms

I’ll learn the weight of one less name

In every story that I tell

You were the place I thought I’d stay

Now I’m learning how to leave as well

[Verse 3]

Your coat is gone from the back of the chair

The hook still bends a little low

I pass it on my way upstairs

Like there’s somewhere you might go

[Pre-Chorus]

I thought the hard part would be leaving

I didn’t know it was the rooms

[Chorus]

So take the Sunday photographs

Take the map with all our marks

Take the version of me that still

Could make a home inside your arms

I’ll learn the weight of one less name

In every story that I tell

You were the place I thought I’d stay

Now I’m learning how to leave as well

[Bridge]

I won’t call you cruel to make it clean

You gave me years I still believe

But love can end and still be true

And I can miss you, leaving you

[Final Chorus]

Take the Sunday photographs

Take the map with all our marks

Take the version of me that still

Could make a home inside your arms

I’ll learn the weight of one less name

And let the quiet be itself

You were the place I thought I’d stay

Now I’m learning how to leave

Now I’m learning how to leave as well

[Outro]

Your blue mug’s by the sink

I leave it there tonight