You left your magic Wand in my nightstand Right above my shoes Now she touches me in All the same places, but
She don´t feel like you
She sings the Rolling Stones in the shower, and Uses your shampoo Same curly hair, but Promise that she don´t sound Half as good as you
Swear to God my shirt´s still wet From all the tears that fell out of your eyes Your makeup stain still on my bed Now every night I have to say goodbye One last time
She makes me breakfast Pancakes and bacon, in the Pan we used to use
And you burnt the eggs but You tasted better than Pancakes and bacon do
The only silver lining is That I don´t have to lie and say we´re fine But oh, am I a piece of shit If I´m with her but I let you in my mind One last time?