25th Letter

There's a space where her paperbacks used to be
Some of them I never even had a chance to read
Now three whole empty shelves are shockingly dust-free
In the space where her paperbacks used to be

I found a sock under the bed, a sock she used to wear
Passed out on the bedroom floor, and when I woke, I saw it there
With a hole worn in the pinky toe and coated in cat hair
The sock I found under the bed, the sock she used to wear

And the twenty-fifth letter of the alphabet
Is living in my head

There's a nail in the wall where her picture was
She took her things and left me with a just because
Now it doesn't really matter what the weather does
'Cause there's a nail in the wall where her picture was

And the twenty-fifth letter of the alphabet
Is living in my head