echo

this empty house your everything, and i'm broken down pretending that you'll come back around, for this life and the shape that you left behind, lipstick, stained glass full of red wine, your perfume, your hair ties, keep messing me up, baby, i'll be fine, it gets me every time, 'cause i can't shake your echo, bouncing down these halls like your shadow, hanging everywhere we go, every street light round midnight in mid town bars, in my head, in my bed, in my car, i can't shake your echo, i can't shake your echo, i can't shake your echo, i can't shake your echo, i'm listening to all the voicemails you left me, i should delete with the rest of your memory, since you're long gone, i know i should move on, but your ghost is all i got so haunt me all you want, keep messing me up, baby, i'll be fine, it gets me every time, 'cause i can't shake your echo, bouncing down these halls like your shadow, hanging everywhere we go, every street light round midnight in mid town bars, in my head, in my bed, in my car, i can't shake your echo, i can't shake your echo, i can't shake your echo, i can't shake your echo, keep messing me up, baby, i'll be fine, it gets me every time, 'cause i can't shake your echo, bouncing down these halls like your shadow, hanging everywhere we go, every street light round midnight in mid town bars, in my head, in my bed, in my car, i can't shake your echo, i can't shake your echo, i can't shake your echo, i can't shake your echo, your echo, your echo