I cut your name from my tongue
Still taste the blood in the light
Your coat hangs on my chair
Like it paid rent last night
I fold your texts in my mind
Like paper around a flame
Try to move on clean
But you keep calling my name
I walk past the door
Then I turn around
Hands full of nothing
Heart on the ground
Severed yearn
Still burns
Severed yearn
I keep the ache it learned
Severed yearn
Still turns
In my chest
Like a locked-up bird
Your key sits in my bowl
Next to coins and dust
I leave it there on purpose
Like a dare to trust
The mirror says I'm fine
But it lies too hard
Every little morning
Finds you in the dark
I walk past the door
Then I turn around
Hands full of nothing
Heart on the ground
Severed yearn
Still burns
Severed yearn
I keep the ache it learned
Severed yearn
Still turns
In my chest
Like a locked-up bird
If I let go, what stays?
Just the shape you made
In the chair, in the sink
In the names I save
I don't want you back
I want the wound to close
But the hole keeps singing
Through my bones
Severed yearn
Still burns
Severed yearn
I keep the ache it learned
Severed yearn
Still turns
In my chest
Like a locked-up bird
Severed yearn
Still burns
Severed yearn
And I won't unlearn
