It's getting colder and we're getting distant
And I just keep thinking that I never meant it to be like this
To be like this
You know what comes next
So do I
You're begging for a way to
Gracefully bow out and say
"goodnight"
It's worse than you think
I'm going home
You should have said
You never listened to me
I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
And I can't say I blame you
But I wish that I could
I'm sick of writing every song about you
So keep me updated
Call back in a week
To check up on me
So keep me updated
Call back in a week
To check up on me
So keep me updated
Call back in a week
To check up on me
(keep repeating)
(This wasn't so hard since i knew you were comfortable.)
(This is stupid, but i can't help but keep in touch.)