I’m still wearing his jacket

Now he left with all the things he brought, all his dreams and all his thoughts

I’m still wearing his jacket

And its got holes in its pockets, he was wearing it for years, holes in it’s pockets, where everything disappears, but…

I’m still wearing his jacket

I’m still wearing his jacket

Every time it hurts, it hurts just like the first

Then you cry till there’s no tears

…

Oh I’ll pretend it’s funny, how you owe me money, I’ll never see again

And I’ll meet you at some party or a gallery opening with a knife with a knife in my stomach, you’ll be with a much prettier girl then.

Although summer nights are way too bright, I sleep next to my phone and I leave on the lights

I’m still wearing your jacket

I was never much for doing things right, thinking back on those late late nights…how I brought you a rose, at the gas station where nothing wild grows. It must have been genetically modified, cause you’re gone and it’s still alive.

I’m still wearing your jacket

…

There are things you gave that I’ll never give back, there is light white and there’s dark dark black and I’ll always be wearing your jacket.

It’s probably too warm for june, but I’m already cold. I hope fall is coming soon.

I’ll still be wearing your jacket….

Every time it hurts, it hurts just like the first

Then you cry till there’s no tears…

Molly Nilson- I’m still wearing his jacket