Drunk Voicemail

You always know how to make me sad
Pressed flowers in the pages of your hands
You bite your tongue as you walk down the stairs
You're only alive when there's somebody there

You asked my mother if I was at home
She told you I was, but I wasn't alone
You bide your time as you walk down the stairs
You want me alone when there's somebody there

You go to the party, you ask me to dance
You cut me open with your hands
Maybe we can talk, maybe we can be friends
I want to, but I don't think

I wanna tell you everything that makes me cry
Wanna tell you everything that keeps me up at night
Wanna tell you that I hate you, but I don't know how
When the truth is that I love you more than anyone else

You wanted to memorize my heart
Searching with a flashlight in the dark
And what you found I already knew
The brightest thing inside was you

You go to the bar and you ask me to dance
You cut me open with your hands
Maybe we can talk, maybe we can be friends
I want to, but I'm no good at pretend

You're what I think about when I'm in bed
Wanna tell you everything that makes my cheeks turn red
Wanna tell you that I hate you, but it don't make sense
'Cause I think I really love you more than anyone can
Wanna tell you that I hate you, but it'd be a lie
'Cause I think I love you more than I am willing to try
Wanna tell you that I hate you, but I don't know how
When the truth is that I love you more than anyone else