I’ll keep a piece of my heart vacantWhen your return from vacationForgive me, and I’ll see you soonChicago in September makes me miss you mostFinding solace in a basementWith my shirt soaked to the boneI know I was dead wrong, but don’t kill me offYou say that it’s progressBut I think its just a crutchI’ll keep a piece of my heart vacantWhen you return from vacation*Forget* me, and I’ll see you soonYou’re my highest high and lowest low, I knowI’d give anything for you to make me feel whole againDon’t apologize(cause we’re all fucked up)Just accept the paradoxI’ll catch you when you really need it mostI’m still learning how to copeBeen swimming in cement so I can make a markSome days its still more than I can takeI’ve pulled my threads apartOur bodies came untangled, felt a colder breezePainting pictures in my head of how I thought that it should beMy eyes burn from looking at youBut I still can see right straight throughTake that leap, I’m your parachuteI’m still learning how to copeWith your ghost