Can't sleep, eat, think or breathe
Can't talk about it
I try but the circles in my head run all around it
Can't see the end of this attraction
Can't seem to keep myself from asking
After all of this how could it all end up the same?
We went in opposite directions from the one we tried to blame
Letters in the doorway
Flowers in her hair
Bittersweet reminders of things, things, things, no longer there
I hear the sound of your voice in conversations
I look but it's only in my imagination
Can't see the end of this addiction
Can't seem to keep myself from thinking
After all of this how could it all end up the same?
We went in opposite directions from the one we tried to blame
Letters in the doorway
Flowers in her hair
Bittersweet reminders of things, things, things
I'm picking up the pieces from the mess you left inside
The gardens that you planted have all died
After all of this how could it all end up the same?
We went in opposite directions from the one we tried to blame
Letters in the doorway
Flowers in her hair
Bittersweet reminders of things no longer there