I walk down the avenue of the bar where we saw each other for the first time  
I know where you try to get the  others
So I take a different route and I try to avoid that spot  
I smell your pillow, your cologne lingers on my bed  
And I remember all the things I left at your place  
My favorite shirt, a hat, my sunglasses, my feelings and your heart
Last time we saw each other we wanted to move in  
West Loop or maybe NYC  
Our last fight was about ***** laundry and cheating  
We became distant
Your actions felt like I was sitting on a block of ice  
Like I was holding a python and it was ready to attack  
Or maybe I got used to it, that’s why we lasted so long