Wrote you all these pages, threw them out
And I'll pick up the phone just to put it back down
Don't think I can hear how you're better now
I can feel the silence getting loud
How long are these thoughts about you gonna run around?
How I wish we'd found some common ground
Now I'm putting on a show while you're left at home
It's not personal
Don't wanna cry, so I'll make a joke
You're stuck in the goddamn back of my throat
Maybe it's pride or maybe I'm cold
There's all of these things I should say, but I don't
Did it get you heavy? Did you shake?
When you hear about me, tell me, does it make you flinch?
Does it kill you too, the wondering? (Wondering, wondering)
Oh, were you dancing on your own?
Or taking someone home?
Better I don't know
Don't wanna cry, so I'll make a joke
You're stuck in the goddamn back of my throat
Maybe it's pride or maybe I'm cold
There's all of these things I should say, but I don't
Can't speak your name, I'm scared that I'll choke
Block out the nights in the back of your Ford
Baby it's cruel, spitting out hope
There's all of these things I should say, but I don't
Oh-oh, so I just don't
I, I, I, I, I don't
I, I, I, I, I don't
I, I, I, I, I don't
Don't wanna cry, so I'll make a joke
You're stuck in the goddamn back of my throat
Maybe it's pride or maybe I'm cold
There's all of these things I should say, but I don't
Can't speak your name, I'm scared that I'll choke
Block out the nights in the back of your Ford
Baby it's cruel, spitting out hope
There's all of these things I should say, but I don't
Oh-oh, so I just don't
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