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Your toothbrush is still next to mine

You didn't even take it with you

Did you forget it when you left

Or did you just not want it?

I could throw it out right now

It's only a toothbrush

But I keep standing here looking at it

Like you're coming back for it

I didn't stop you at the door

I didn't ask you to stay

I thought that's what I wanted

Until you walked away

I let you leave

Now I want you back

I hate that both of those are true

I don't wanna call you

I just want you to call me

Say you don't want this to be over too

I wanted you to hear me

Not take me at my word

I thought you'd turn around before

You made it through the door

I'm lying on your side of the bed

Mine doesn't feel right tonight

I keep hearing the last thing I said

And wishing I'd said it different

You didn't even raise your voice

You just looked at me and left

I wanted you to understand me

I didn't want you gone

Someone's walking down the hall

I sit up before I think

The footsteps pass our door

And I lie back down again

I let you leave

Now I want you back

I hate that both of those are true

I don't wanna call you

I just want you to call me

Say you don't want this to be over too

I wanted you to hear me

Not take me at my word

I thought you'd turn around before

You made it through the door

Your toothbrush is still next to mine

I pick it up, then put it back

I don't know what I thought I'd do

Standing barefoot by the trash

I go back into the bedroom

Then turn around halfway

Check my phone without a reason

Put it face down on the bed

I pick it up again

Your name is right there

I could call

No

You call me

Come on

Just call me

Tell me you're downstairs

Tell me you forgot your key

Tell me anything

I don't even care

Just don't let that be

The last thing we said

I let you leave

Now I want you back

I hate that both of those are true

I don't wanna call you

I still want you to call me

Say you don't want this to be over too

I wanted you to hear me

Not take me at my word

I thought you'd turn around before

You made it through the door

The phone stays quiet

The hallway does too

I put it down

Then pick it up again

I let you leave

Now I want you back

That's still the truth at four a.m

I don't wanna call you

God, I want you to call me

I want to hear your voice again

I wanted you to hear me

Not take me at my word

I thought you'd turn around before

You made it through the door

Your toothbrush is still next to mine

I take it from the cup

Hold it over the trash

Then put it back

Right where it was

Next to mine