Suitcase - Gwen Sebastian

The suitcase was in our closet

Got it out and laid it on the bed

Well, I wonder where it’s been or what it’s seen

Oh, if it could talk

We got it for a wedding gift

Yeah, we took it on that Cancun trip

Now, I’m emptying out your dresser like a tornado’s 'bout to hit

I quit, you don’t know it yet

But everything you own is in the suitcase

That’s by the front door in the hallway

Waiting on you to take it all away

The «you didn’t think I’d find out» mistake

I hope it hits you when you’re leaving

The screen door and the guilty feeling

Well, I packed up all the heartache

You’ll walk on down the driveway

With nothing in your hand but a suitcase

I found her lipstick in the pocket of our suitcase

I know I never bought that shade

Well, you must’ve found her lips on a business trip turned holiday

Now, I threw our wedding picture and my princess cut ring

Watching it sink right beside her lipstick in our suitcase

That’s right beside the front door in the hallway

Waiting on you to take it all away

The «what the hell was I thinking marrying you» mistake

Hope it hits you when you’re leaving

The screen door and the guilty feeling

Yeah, I packed up all the heartache

You’ll walk on down the driveway

With nothing in your hand but a suitcase

I guess the love between you and me

Didn’t have a lifetime guarantee

That’s only good on our suitcase

That’s by the front door in the hallway

Waiting on you to take it all away

The mountains of memories and mistakes

I hope it hits you when you’re leaving

The screen door and the guilty feeling

Yeah, I packed up all the heartache

Go walk on down the driveway

With nothing in your hand but our suitcase

The one my mama gave us on our wedding day

The one we took last summer to L. A