| Walking myself home |
| These streets don’t feel the same to me |
| Waking up alone |
| Wishing it was all a dream |
| Still out of sight, not out of mind |
| Still got the things you left behind |
| Can’t box up memories tonight |
| I’d be lying if I said you’re not always in my head |
| Yeah, I’d be lying to you (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I’d be lying if I said I wish you never found my bed |
| Yeah, I’d be lying to you |
| I’d be lying to you, I’d be lying to you |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Thought that I was fine |
| Then I saw your face again |
| When your eyes caught mine |
| I looked away |
| Still out of sight, not out of mind |
| Still got things you left behind |
| Can’t box up memories tonight |
| I’d be lying if I said you’re not always in my head |
| Yeah, I’d be lying to you (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I’d be lying if I said I wish you never found my bed |
| Yeah, I’d be lying to you |
| I’d be lying to you, I’d be lying to you |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Now coffee’s old and bitter cold |
| And nothing tastes as good alone |
| Left here just staring at my phone |
| Still out of sight, not out of mind |
| Still got things you left behind |
| Can’t box up memories tonight |
| I’d be lying if I said you’re not always in my head |
| Yeah, I’d be lying to you (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I’d be lying if I said I wish you never found my bed |
| Yeah, I’d be lying to you |
| I’d be lying to you, I’d be lying to you |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |