Rust on the Chain

You left your keys in the bowl By the red front door. A cracked mug on the sink And your boots on the floor. I read your note in the rain On the passenger seat. It said, "I'm gone for a while," But you never said to leave. Now the house keeps score, every step, Every stain. I hear your old laugh in the Window pane. Rust on the chain. Rust on the chain. Pull till it breaks. Pull till it breaks. I still call your name. I still call your name. But the night won't change. No, the night won't change. I found your ring in the drawer Next to old receipts. A dime store postcard bent By the heat from the seats. The dog still waits by the gate For the sound of your truck. I throw the latch in the dark, And I curse my luck. Now the house keeps score, every step, Every stain. I hear your old laugh in the Window pane. Rust on the chain. Rust on the chain. Pull till it breaks. Pull till it breaks. I still call your name. I still call your name. But the night won't change. No, the night won't Change. If you come back, come back hard. Bring the sparks. Bring the scars. I've been standing here with the door half-open, Holding on to the wrong thing broken. Rust on the chain. Rust on the chain. Pull till it breaks. Pull till it breaks. I still call your name. I still call your name. But the night won't change. No, the night won't Change. Rust on the chain. Rust on the chain.