Song Description
									Picking up and moving out of your house, after a breakup.
								 								
								
								
									
										
											
											
																							| Song Length | 
												4:33 | 
																								Genre | 
												Pop - General, Rock - Alternative | 
																									
																								| Tempo | 
												Medium Fast (131 - 150) | 
																								Lead Vocal | 
												Female Vocal | 
																									
																								| Mood | 
												 Composed,  Moving | 
																								Subject | 
												 Breaking Up,  Lost Love | 
																									
																								| Similar Artists | 
												Sarah Mclachlan, Zero 7 | 
																								Language | 
												English | 
																									
																								| Era | 
												2000 and later | 
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																Lyrics
								
									I'm gonna clear away the dust that's settled, dry my eyes and pour a cup of coffee
And as I go through all our photographs I find the strength to put the past behind me
I walk through these empty rooms and wonder where we went wrong, once upon a time we had it all, but now it's long gone
I'm packing boxes of memories, and with each one I feel more free
I'll sift through the wreckage and I'll nurse my battle scars
As I close the door for the last time on the house that was ours
And I remember all the arguing our voices, they echo through the hallway
And I can see you on your hands and knees your begging, though you know it's already too late
I walk through these empty rooms and wonder where we went wrong, once upon a time we had it all, but now it's long gone
I'm packing boxes of memories, and with each one I feel more free
I'll sift through the wreckage and I'll nurse my battle scars
As I close the door for the last time on the house that was ours
One by one, I will pick up all the pieces, and time will heal this shattered heart and it will mend these broken dreams, and I'll be strong though on the inside I am crying, but so long to what we shared, I bet you thought I'd never leave, no
I'm packing boxes of memories, and with each one I feel more free
I'll sift through the wreckage and I'll nurse my battle scars
As I close the door for the last time on the house that was ours
I'll sift through the wreckage and I'll nurse my battle scars
As I close the door for the last time on the house that was ours