Текст песни
Trash bags all over the floor
Wire hangers on our bed
Newspaper wrapped 'round pictures of us
White tees and brown cardboard
Every lie you ever said
Will soon be cleaned out and all packed up
Here I am again
Picking up after you
What a mess I'm standing in
The memories and muddy boots
We had everything, but we lost it
Now I'm stuck here cleaning out your closet
I thought if I left it all there
There'd be something you would come back for
And my heart could harbor a little hope
And I know God answers prayers
It's just a pile of clothes you wore
And that stuff don't make a house a home
Here I am again
Picking up after you
What a mess I'm standing in
The memories and muddy boots
We had everything, but we lost it
Now I'm stuck here cleaning out your closet
Oh, ain't it just like you
Making me go through
All the good-bye by myself?
Here I am again
Picking up after you
What a mess I'm standing in
Memories and muddy boots
Oh, we had everything, but we lost it
Now I'm stuck here cleaning out your closet
Yeah, I'm stuck here
Cleaning out your closet