This two bed, two bath, four miles from downtown, ain't cheap

I still get your credit card bills and your gossip magazines

I can't afford this view and my bar tab at the same time

Thought you moved out but you moved into my mind

You rent free in my head, in white sheets on my bed

That wine stain on the couch

Should have known that I'd never get it out

You're taking up space in empty picture frames

That you left in my house

And even if I burn it all down

You'd find a way to hang around

Opened up all the window

So why won't your perfume just leave (just leave, yeah)

I still water the garden I built you

Even though it's full of weeds

Stuck with the paint on the walls

And them long stem glasses I'll never use

Just holding on to

Come on

You rent free in my head, in white sheets on my bed

That wine stain on the couch

Should have known that I'd never get it out

You're taking up space in empty picture frames

That you left in my house

And even if I burn it all down (down, down, down, down)

You'd find a way to hang around

You'd find a way, find a way, girl

The least you could do is go halves on some closure

I know you're long gone but you're still staying over, yeah

Rent free in my head, in white sheets on my bed

That wine stain on the couch

Should have known that I'd never get it out

You're taking up space in empty picture frames

That you left in my house

And even if I burn it all down (down, down, down, down)

You'd find a way to hang around