Don’t Wanna Write This Song - Brett Young

There’s a dress in the closet, that I just can’t throw away

I know it might sound crazy, but I haven’t changed your pillowcase

A heart half full, or half empty

Is half gone either way, with you gone

What went wrong?

Maybe the hardest part

Is we didn’t break this heart

Nobody cheated or lied

I still have to live with goodbye

But how can I just move on?

I’ve loved you for way too long

I don’t want to admit that you’re gone

I don’t wanna write this song

Don’t wanna write this song

Another glass of whiskey, by your picture in a frame

I’m playin' all the black keys and cryin' out your name

I’m holdin' on, or lettin' go

It’s gonna kill me either way

With you gone

Oh

Maybe the hardest part

Is we didn’t break this heart

Nobody cheated or lied

I still have to live with goodbye

But how can I just move on?

I’ve loved you for way too long

I don’t want to admit that you’re gone

I don’t wanna write this song

Don’t wanna write this song

Bobby pins on the dresser

Wilted flowers in a vase

I left a rose on your headstone

I never quite know what to say

Maybe the hardest part

Is we didn’t break this heart

Nobody cheated or lied

I still have to live with goodbye

But how can I just move on?

I’ve loved you for way too long

I don’t want to admit that you’re gone

I don’t wanna write this song

No, don’t wanna write this song

I don’t wanna write this song

Mmm, don’t wanna write this song, whoa