It was nice while it lasted
but I'm afraid to be left
searching for answers you never gave
I can't tell you how much I would love to
talk to you until my phone heats up
against my cheeks
I would love to go back to the time
I'd wake up realizing we never hung up
before we fell asleep
but the pain when you wouldn't respond to text
or answer when the phone rings
lasted longer then the time we would speak.
so goodbye,
it was nice while it lasted.

You were the best mistake I ever made,
I surrendered myself and let you in.
When im with you,
I wear my smile like an old shirt
I try to hide the stains.
Was I wrong all along?
Did I sing the wrong song?
Or was I just out of tune?
When I surrendered myself to let you in.
That was the best mistake I've ever made

I don't wanna seem so fragile so I cover
My pain with a smile im sure everyone can
See the seams
where I stitched up all the
Broken parts of me.
But im sorry, even with all stitched up pieces I
still
don't
Feel
                      complete.

I never practiced tearing my own heart out
Neither did I practice ignoring the shine of
the stars but i found myself suffering to let go of your hand
to detach from the embrace of your arms.
And thought maybe if I did.

This goodbye
wouldn't be so hard.

Can we empty ourselves out
And go through the mess.
We haven't spoken in awhile
And trying to forget
Is not an option,
So for the first time in a long time,
Can we pretend we just met
And empty ourselves out
And go through the mess.

Do you remember when I walked to your house that summer?
It was vegas in july, and I wore a sweater,
I had a backpack full of tea and a mind full of last winter.
Do you remember that winter when I walked to your house?  
It was vegas in December and I wore a sweater, I had a backpack filled with tea
And no place to be but with you that Christmas eve.
You clung to my sweater
I knew you'd remember.
I love you.

When you're sure no one else loves you,
You said you'd be mine.
Thanks for giving me hope,
But I was never comfortable standing
at the end of a buffet line.
So what ever scarps you have to offer,
Im gonna have to decline.
Im sure when no one loves you
neither will I.