No, not much anymore, no, not much anymore
When the memories are hanging in the air
And it's better this way
No, not much any more
And it hurts to breathe
When your perfume's everywhere
And I don't miss the sunrise
I'm getting out more
There will be dust on the spice rack in no time at all
But it hurts to breathe
Tell me, who's around to notice?
And the clothes you used to wear
When the memories are hanging
On the colors of your hair
And it hurts to breathe
And it hurts to breathe
And it hurts to breathe
When your perfume's everywhere
And I don't mind the moonlight
When the memories are hanging
I can handle it, I can handle it
And you know I'm over it
When the memories are hanging in the air
And it hurts to breathe
And the spaces in the bathroom are incredibly bare
And it hurts to breathe
When your perfume's everywhere
And it hurts to breathe
When the memories are hanging
And I won't miss the starlight
But it hurts to breathe
When your perfume's everywhere
And it hurts to breathe
I won't run from the shower whenever you call
And I don't mind the mornings
When your perfume's everywhere
And it hurts to breathe
And it's better this way
I'm so over it, until I close the door
