Hardwood floor

The hardwood floor, it doesn't creak anymore
Without you
And all the plans we made
and all the mess we made,
it doesn't mean anything without you.
And i don't care anymore,
Who's banging at my door?
I know that it's not you.

We built this room now its falling
You feel it too, but no calling
Facing the hardwood, its scarring me
Too late for goodbyes and sorries

My telephone it doesn't ring anymore without you
all the calls we made, back and forth we played
it doesn't mean anything without you
telling me about your new man, and how he can like i can
and how he ain't what i am, well fuck you and fuck him

we built this room now its falling
you feel it too but no calling
waiting for phone calls is scarring me
too late for goodbyes and sorries

all the calls we made, all the mess we made

we built this room now its falling
you feel it too but no calling
facing the hardwood, its scarring me
too late for goodbyes and sorries