作词 : Ryan Tedder/Noel Zancanella

作曲 : Ryan Tedder/Noel Zancanella

制作人 : Ryan Tedder/Noel Zancanella

编曲 : Rich Rich/Mike Piersante/Matthew Tryba

Well I see breakfast on the table

And I can smell you in the halls

Lord knows I’d cry if I was able

But that won’t get me through tomorrow

And no it’s not like I was counting

Or thought that we’d run out of days

So I’ll be holding onto something

Breathing the air you took away

I, I’ll keep a picture of you on the wall, of you on the wall

And choke on the memories

I’ll keep a message of you if you call, of you if you call

And choke on the memories

Choke, choke, yeah

Choke, choke

Well I’ve been looking for some new words

To say just how you got to me

I wrote some letters that I might burn

Cause then you’re not just history

Oh and I see your clothes in the closet

I hear your phone ringing in the drawer

I’m not hoping for an answer

I’m just knocking at your door, oh

I keep your picture of you on the wall, of you on the wall

And choke on the memories

I’ll keep a message of you if you call, of you if you call

Choke, choke, yeah

Choke, choke, yeah

I’ll keep a picture of you on the wall, of you on the wall

And choke on the memories

I’ll keep the message of you if you call, of you if you call

Choke, choke, yeah

Choke, choke, yeah

Well I see breakfast on the table

And I can smell you in the halls