Dotted the i's
Crossed the t's
No more you next to me
Locked all the doors
Just the landlord and me
Have the keys
Threw out the couch
That you used for a bed
The last week
Bought that king bed
Just to lay at the edge
Still toss and turn when I sleep
If everything's all put away,
Why do I feel out of place?
I'm still unpacking
Boxed up emotional baggage
Our past in the back of the cabinets
Moving don't mean moving on
Ooh
I'm unpacking
The back of my mind's like an attic
Memories wrapped up in plastic
If moving don't mean moving on
Then leaving don't mean that you're gone
Switched all the bills, but my password's your name lowercase
I'm not in denial just denying that some things don't change
If everything's all put away
Why do I feel out of place
I'm still unpacking
Boxed up emotional baggage
Our past in the back of the cabinets
Moving don't mean moving on
Ooh
I'm unpacking
The back of my mind's like an attic
Memories wrapped up in plastic
If moving don't mean moving on
Then leaving don't mean that you're gone
Put your things on the lawn but
Even after they're gone
I'm still unpacking
Boxed up emotional baggage
Our past in the back of the cabinets
Moving don't mean moving on
Ooh
I'm unpacking
The back of my mind's like an attic
Just when I thought I moved past it
If moving don't mean moving on
Then leaving don't mean that you're gone