The tea is cold the kettles hum is low
I watched you pack I didnt beg you to stay
You were the spark I am the afterglow
Fading slow but Im okay
So let it rain let it pour
Ive felt a hurricane before
You left a mark I wear it well
Im not the one who fell
Im better off this way
Found your shirt no scent no trace
Just dust upon the floor
You were a storm I couldnt chase
Now I dont need you anymore
So let it rain let it pour
Ive felt a hurricane before
You left a mark I wear it well
Im not the one who fell
Im better off this way
Better off
Mm