holding it in seemed pointless
when i tried to let it out
nothing came
i tried to fake something
some kind of thought to make a reason out of crying
i want to take you to my town and show you
each and every little thing that reminds me of you
its more of a what we didn't than what we did
and its more of a how are you than how am i
it's going to take days for the tour of every
exit that i thought could take me to you
those trees those stores
this phone that floor
i laid
i sat
i talked
i thought
i can't understand
but it's all falling into place
i keep thinking of how i could sing a song to you
you would understand whats its like
maybe not
just know you still mean more everyday
as i probably just fade away