Our Flat Is Very Clean Without You

I clean 'til our freezer is head-free
In hopes that my mind will be empty
But I can't get the memories out of my mind, it's true
Our flat is very clean without you

Got an extra mug in my cabinet
I still fill it with tea out of habit
No more eyes or ears or fingers or toes, it's true
Our flat is very clean without you

There is crime on the rise all through London
And the Yard's overflowing at best
But what proves I really miss you most
Is the pain I feel in my chest
Yes, it's true
My life is very dull without you

I brush your mess off of the table
Have a peaceful dinner now that I'm able
But I miss you constantly talking at me, it's true
Our flat's pedestrian without you

I can stay up and type up my blog now
No violin keeping me up at night now
No gunshots to wake me at 3 AM, it's true
But our new wall seems too bare without you

I got back together with Sarah
But left as soon as I came
I got sick of waiting for you to text me
About Moriarty's next move in his game
Yes, it's true
My life is way too plain without you

Your skull is just a skull
Thai food is just Thai food
This flat is not my home
Without you