The penthouse suite of my heart is vacant And the pipes are beginning to freeze from just a day without you How can we outlast the cold if we can How can we outrun the streetlights if your hands aren Rubbing circles on your palms Locking smiles and tandem laughter How can we make it to forever if we don The songs that you gave me, in constant rotation In my head and my bones, the stereo is growing tired of heartache And my cracking voice singing and shaking Every inch of this place reminds me of you Chorus