A Universe Without Him

It’s okay
To cry on your couch all day
Tf you need to
I know you feel guilty
Not getting up for hours
But you don’t need to
I know you wanna go back over it
Like you missed something
You know you didn’t
And you wanna keep running to your best friends
To talk about the same shit
It’s okay
They’re not sick of it

‘Cause you’re just hopeless, trying to hold onto moments
That they all keep telling you to forget
And now you’re sobbing because they don’t fucking get it
It doesn’t make a difference
The universe without him

(Oh)
(Oh)
But I know that eventually
The stars’ll come back to me
The sun’s gonna set one day
And it’ll look pretty
I know it’s gotta hurt right now
And I’ll only hate suburbia
Until the golden hour comes back to me

Come back to me
Come back to me

It’s okay
To cry in your car on the way
To a party
And if you need
To leave ‘cause you’re not ready
To face anybody
(Don’t be sorry)
(Don’t be sorry)
You came out wearing your best dress
Nobody cares if you’re on the phone in the backyard
(No, nobody cares)
Telling your mom, “I can’t do this
“I’m so sick to my stomach”
It’s okay
At least you’re trying

To go out and do the things you did before him
To fill all the space that he was taking up
And now all you feel is so much fucking nothing
And nothing makes a difference
In a universe without him

(Oh)
(Oh)
But I know that eventually
(Eventually)
The stars’ll come back to me
(They’ll come back to me)
The sun’s gonna set one day
And it’ll look pretty
I know it’s gotta hurt right now
(Yeah)
And I’ll only hate suburbia
(Yeah)
Until the golden hour comes back to me

And it’ll look pretty
Until the golden hour comes back to me

I found myself in
A universe without him