Solo - The Worst Time lyrics

What is it my love? What do you mean by go? No I don't know The room holds its breath Her cat is playing dead I'm not a part of this I'm just a figurehead Do I hear a phone, who is calling me? Through the walls of this home, it's calling Mounting a memory of somewhere I'd rather be So what is this thought I was thinking of About leaving now and giving up The worst time is when you've almost won or you've almost lost Silence's a brute When you're awestruck and mute It tears at the heart and it pulls apart Before I raise tears and come again, Something ‘bout loss, care and pain A smile, for the ricochet, I'm bruising anyway So what is this thought I was thinking of About leaving now and giving up The worst time is when you've almost won or you've almost lost What is it my love?