All these things you make me feel
I don't know if i'm even real
I told you exactly what you wanted to hear
But all i have is silence
You tell strangers what you should tell me
Maybe then you'd be free
You avoid answers and pick at old bones
When you could just pick up the phone
I asked for such a small thing
Would it really be so difficult to tell me how you feel
You tell me your darkest dreams and come to me for advise
But i don't think i really know you anymore
You've held my heart for so long
But was it really you all along?