I don't really know if she cares or not
All I know is she left a lot of stuff in my apartment
She's never getting back
And as the smell on my pillow fades
Her cigarettes might stay like a Roman Colosseum
A dry and worthless monument to our love
Ooh, I still have your lighter
Ooh, I still have your book
Ooh, I still have everything you brought, but you never took
You know where to find me
And I know where to look
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours