I still drive by your house sometimes but choose not to look
Your laughter hurts my ears sometimes but I pretend that time is all it took
And I've been spending day and night searching in the sidewalk cracks for upsides
All my strings are coming loose
Held together by the Grand Theft Autumn b-side
Because I'm still busy lying but there's no one here to listen
And you're still probably crying but there's no one there to hear it
I can't let you go
I'm done wasting words
The silence gives me closure
I know that you got hurt but I refuse to look over my shoulder
Do you let him comfort you
Do you let him see you cry
Did you put a hole right through the wall that you built when it was you and I
Because I'm still busy lying when there's no one here to listen
And you're still probably crying but he's there with you to hear it
You're still probably crying but he's there with you to listen
Oh god
I held you more than you held me but isn't that the same old story
Awkward for you and bewildering for me
Lost on a strange and distant street
Because I'm still busy lying when there's no one here to hear it
And you're still probably crying but he's there with you to listen
You finally let him in
Oh Jesus Christ
I wrote you songs you said you liked
Sunset Park at midnight
I waited for April
Good riddance