The hardest part of moving out, is I remember moving in The hardest part of breaking my fall, is I am nothing but skin How gently time disposed us Separate boxes fill the car Both bracing for an impact But it never came at all Tell me can you feel it at all Cause I got nothing within Tell me am I writing you off Cause I was living in sin, I was living in sin We find solace in the moments They're either too short or too long And I still miss you in the morning But wake up to find that you're still gone The hardest part of moving out, is I remember moving in