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(mm) (still empty)
Your side of the closet! (empty!) Still yours! (still!)
Eleven hangers swingin' every time I shut the door
Your side of the closet! (empty!) I don't spread out! (nah!)
Six months and my dresses still bunched up on the left, how?
Take the hangers! (take 'em!) Take the shelf! (take it!)
I keep makin' room for somebody who left.
I still sleep on the right like you comin' back to the left
Still buy the oat milk. I don't drink it. It go bad. I get the next.
Picked your shampoo up at CVS by accident on Tuesday
Stood there in the aisle with it. Put it back. It took me two tries.
Your hoodie in the hamper, I won't wash it, that's insane
I know it is. I smell it. Then I hate myself. Then do it again.
My sister say "box it up." I say "this weekend." For eleven weekends.
She stopped askin'. Now she just look at the door. And I pretend I
Don't see her lookin'. I'm a grown woman with a degree and a 401k
Guardin' seven inches of a rod like you just stepped away.
Your side of the closet! (empty!) Still yours! (still!)
Eleven hangers swingin' every time I shut the door
Your side of the closet! (empty!) I don't spread out! (nah!)
Six months and my dresses still bunched up on the left, how?
Saw you at the Publix with her. She was pickin' out a melon.
You was pushin' the cart. You never pushed the cart. I'm just tellin'
The truth. You looked easy. You looked like a man who got his hangers back.
I went home and sat down on the closet floor. In the black.
Then I got up. Got a trash bag. Not for your stuff. For mine.
Everything I bought to be the girl you'd like. Every line
Hung it on the right side. Every hanger. Filled it. Wrong
Side? No such thing. It's a closet. It's my name on the lease.
Eleven hangers workin' now. I spread out. I can breathe.
Eleven hangers... (swingin')
Eleven hangers... (full)
Both sides.
(MY SIDE OF THE CLOSET!)
My side of the closet! (both!) All mine! (mine!)
Eleven hangers heavy every time I shut the door
My side of the closet! (both!) I spread out! (yeah!)
Six months and I finally hung the red one on the right, wow
Kept the hangers! (kept 'em!) Kept the shelf! (kept it!)
I was makin' room. Turns out it was for myself.
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