Do you still think about us in your car?
Do you miss the way we used to talk.

Do you hate me for what I did?
Did you ever hate me at all.

Am I the girl you talk about
when people ask you your regrets?

Did you realise the last time we talked
this was always how it would end?

Are you okay in this big bad world?
Have you found another me.

Do you wonder if I’m in love?
Do you care that I’m happy.

Do you wish that we could meet again
if only to ask all these in person?

Do you listen to our songs?
Or do you prefer the silence.