Last Week I Was Yours

[Verse 1]
Last week I was yours
Truck in your drive
Shoes by your door
Coffee on at nine
We danced in the kitchen
Bare feet on the tile
You stole my flannel
Said you’d bring it back “in a while” (yeah)
[Chorus]
Last week I was yours
Like it was always
Two hearts tangled in a small-town story
Your name lighting up my old flip phone
Now it’s just me and this empty home
Funny how a Sunday turns to war
Seven days ago I was sure
This week I’m learning how to be alone
Last week I was yours
[Verse 2]
Your hair on my hoodie
Lipstick on the sleeve
You called me your future
Now you just had to “leave”
I’m stuck on the cut-scene
Replay
Rewind
There’s a you-shaped echo
In the back of my mind (oh no)
[Chorus]
Last week I was yours
Like it was always
Two hearts tangled in a small-town story
Your name lighting up my old flip phone
Now it’s just me and this empty home
Funny how a Sunday turns to war
Seven days ago I was sure
This week I’m learning how to be alone
Last week I was yours
[Bridge]
Maybe next week I’ll stop checking my phone
Quit driving past your street when I head home
But every little thing keeps dragging me back
To you in my passenger seat
Laughing like that (like that)
[Chorus]
Last week I was yours
Like it was always
Two hearts tangled in a small-town story
Your name lighting up my old flip phone
Now it’s just me and this empty home
Funny how a Sunday turns to war
Seven days ago I was sure
This week I’m learning how to let you go
Last week I was yours

rock, Anthemic late-2000s alt-country rock with bright electric guitars over steady 808-style low-end, mid-tempo stomp-clap groove, and big singalong hooks; verses stay lean and rhythmic, chorus widens with layered male vocals, airy pads, and a soaring melodic top line, electric, rhythmic, pop, country, male vocals, country rock, alternative country