White Roses

[Verse 1]
You showed up late
Spinning in my doorway
Shoes in your hand
Laughing at the rain
Tracing all your hazy plans on my palm

One small bag
Ticket on the table
Heart on your sleeve
You said
“It’s now or never”
And you dropped something when you turned to leave

[Chorus]
White roses on my kitchen chair
Wrapped in the receipt from your one-way fare
You wrote “don’t wait” in a hurry
Crooked line
But these white roses
Keep saying you were almost mine
(you were almost mine)

[Verse 2]
Your coffee cup
Lipstick half a fingerprint on the side
Cab lights down the block
I watched
Pretending I was fine

I paced the tiles
Counted every crack like hours to spare
Your petals started bruising
Still
I kept your little note right there

[Chorus]
White roses on my kitchen chair
Wrapped in the receipt from your one-way fare
You wrote “don’t wait” in a hurry
Crooked line
But these white roses
Keep saying you were almost mine
(you were almost mine)

[Bridge]
Maybe in some other town
You’re buying flowers
Putting roots in the ground
I’m here
Lights low
Vase half dry
Still talking to the stems you left behind
(oh, why)

[Chorus]
White roses on my kitchen chair
Ink bleeding through the paper
Scent in the air
You wrote “don’t wait” but you never said goodbye
So these white roses
Won’t let this be a clean divide
Yeah
These white roses
Keep saying you were almost mine