A wistful reflection on ending a relationship through the lens of dividing shared possessions and memories tied to everyday objects.
[Verse 1] Your sunglasses on my dashboard Still smell like that vanilla spray Got the keys but not the courage To drive this thing away Radio plays our Tuesday song But Wednesday's what we are Dividing up the CDs Like we're splitting up our hearts [Chorus] Keep the blue Honda Civic I'll take the kitchen chair You can have the coffee maker I never liked it there But who gets all the Sundays We spent in parking lots Talking 'bout our futures Now they're all we're not [Verse 2] Found your earring in the cupholder Next to receipts from CVS When did grocery runs together Turn into such a mess Your mom still texts me pictures Of her garden and her cat Guess she doesn't know we're strangers Wearing everything we had [Chorus] Keep the blue Honda Civic I'll take the kitchen chair You can have the coffee maker I never liked it there But who gets all the Sundays We spent in parking lots Talking 'bout our futures Now they're all we're not [Bridge] Maybe in another timeline We're still fighting over playlists Maybe in another Honda We still can't agree on climate [Outro] Keys are on your nightstand Title's in your name Funny how the leaving Is easier than staying
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