

Prompt / Lyrics
Verse 1 I keep the light on in the kitchen where your coffee used to steam, Trace the ring you left on the table like a map of what we dreamed. The radio plays softly, but the words all sound the same, Every song becomes a question with your name inside the frame. Pre-Chorus I tell myself the nights will pass, that mornings will arrive, But the quiet keeps a ledger of the ways we used to thrive. Chorus It hurts the most when the small things stay— A sweater on the chair, a laugh that won’t decay. It hurts the most when the world moves on, And I’m the only one who keeps the light on. Verse 2 Your toothbrush in the glass still faces out toward the sink, I watch the steam on the mirror and I let my memory sink. There’s a calendar with empty squares where plans were penciled in, I circle every promise like a wound that won’t begin to mend. Pre-Chorus I practice how to breathe again, how to answer when they call, But every simple question folds me back into the fall. Chorus It hurts the most when the small things stay— A coffee stain, a postcard, a joke we used to say. It hurts the most when the world moves on, And I’m the only one who keeps the light on. Bridge Maybe time will teach me how to let the corners go, Maybe grief will soften into something I can hold. But tonight the moon is honest and the shadows know my name, And every little remnant feels like proof that you remain. Chorus (Variation) It hurts the most in the quiet rooms— Where echoes keep the shape of you, where daylight never blooms. It hurts the most when the world moves on, And I’m the only one who keeps the light on. Outro So I’ll leave the lamp burning, a small defiant flame, A witness to the ordinary things that whisper your refrain. It hurts the most, and maybe that’s the truth I have to own— That love can be a lighthouse even when you’re gone.
Tags
Punk / Metal
2:46
No
12/20/2025