Наташа Вайфай - There’s a Room in Your Name

I keep the light on, though it burns my sleep away.
There's a room in your name, and I can't give it away.
Can't give you away.
Can't give you away.
I talk to the outline on your pillowcase,
Soft words to a hollow in the cotton shaped like your face.
I cook too much for one, then throw it out, salted,