| I don’t want to chain smoke cigarettes by myself anymore |
| Don’t want to drink whiskey out of the bottle on the bathroom floor |
| And I don’t want to hate somebody I barely know just for loving you |
| Because if I’m honest, I get it, once upon a time I did too |
| This is the sound of letting it go |
| Of learning to sleep when you’re sleeping alone |
| Of figuring out how to love when you don’t |
| I’m gonna scream, and I’m gonna cry |
| But tonight I won’t need the hallway light |
| I’m singing one last lullaby |
| And I’m putting this to bed |
| I built a little altar to all that’s left of what we were |
| I lit a few Mother Mary candles that I stole from a Catholic church |
| I let it be, I let it burn, let it go, just like us |
| I said a prayer, I sang a song, and I think Jesus heard me cuss |
| This is the sound of letting it go |
| Of learning to sleep when you’re sleeping alone |
| Of figuring out how to love when you don’t |
| I’m gonna scream, and I’m gonna cry |
| But tonight I won’t need the hallway light |
| I’m singing one last lullaby |
| And I’m putting this to bed |
| I’m putting this to bed |
| I won’t lie and say it’s easy |
| Even I wouldn’t believe me |
| I ain’t trying to be mean |
| But thanks for leaving |
| This is the sound of letting it go |
| Of learning to sleep when you’re sleeping alone |
| Of figuring out how to love when you don’t |
| I’m gonna scream, and I’m gonna cry |
| But tonight I won’t need the hallway light |
| I’m singing one last lullaby |
| And I’m putting this to bed |
| I’m putting this to bed |
| I’m putting this to bed |