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Lyrics: We stopped talking years ago, I think, Just traded words for breathing air, You sleep on your side of the silence, I sleep like I don’t care. There’s a wall where our window used to be, Not brick, but it holds just the same, We don’t even fight for the covers now, Just lie in separate names. The house still knows our footsteps, But it don’t know what we mean, We’re ghosts with matching shadows, In rooms we used to dream. We’re standing still in the wreckage, Neither one wants to move, Won’t give an inch, won’t ask for one, Got nothing left to prove. We don’t leave, we don’t stay, We just wear the time away, All the progress grinds to a halt In the space between us both, afraid. We pass like strangers in the hallway, Eyes on the cracks in the floor, Every door’s a quiet question We don’t answer anymore. Not to help, not to hurt, not to try, Not to reach across the line, We’re guarding our little corners Like there’s something left to find. Your name still hangs in the kitchen, Like smoke that won’t disperse, We’re fluent in the language Of making it worse. We’re standing still in the wreckage, Neither one wants to move, Won’t give an inch, won’t ask for one, Got nothing left to prove. We don’t leave, we don’t stay, We just wear the time away, All the progress grinds to a halt In the space between us both, afraid. Maybe pride is just another word For being too tired to try, Maybe love is what you call it When you don’t say goodbye. We built a truce out of stubborn bones, Called it “keeping the peace,” But peace shouldn’t feel like a locked door With no damn key. We’re standing still in the wreckage, Neither one wants to move, Won’t give an inch, won’t ask for one, Got nothing left to prove. We don’t leave, we don’t stay, We just fade in different ways, All the progress grinds to a halt In the space between us, stuck in place. So we live like furniture in a fire, Still, but burning through, Two people sharing a life With nothing left to do. They stopped talking long ago, it’s true— But neither of us left the room.