use my best colors for your portrait, lay the table with the fancy shit, and watch you tolerate it

no, there ain’t no doubt, i think i’m gonna call him out

you booked the night train for a reason, so you could sit there in this hurt

you assume i’m fine, but what would you do if i break free and leave us in ruins?

taking mine, but it’s been promised to another

the fast times, the bright lights, the merry go

strangers get born, strangers get buried

“she would’ve made such a lovely bride, what a shame she’s fucked in the head,” they said

past me, i wanna tell you not to get lost in these petty things

but that was all before i locked it down

leave it all behind, and there is happiness

it wasn’t right, the way it all went down, looks like you know that now

pushed from the precipice, clung to the nearest lips, long story short, it was the wrong guy

i know i’m just a wrinkle in your new life, staying friends would iron it out so nice

your mom’s ring in your pocket, her picture in your wallet

i wake and watch you breathing with your eyes closed

break my soul in two looking for you, but you’re right here

at dinner parties i call you out on your contrarian shit

i should’ve asked you questions, i should’ve asked you how to be, asked you to write it down for me

but i sat and stared right where you left me

i know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it

i gave it my all, he gave me nothin’ at all, then wondered why i left

i'm like the water when your ship rolled in that night, rough on the surface but you cut through like a knife

and the heart i know i’m breakin’ is my own, to leave the warmest bed i’ve ever known

dom pérignon, you brought it, no crowd of friends applauded

the stars in your eyes shined brighter in tupelo

my house of stone, your ivy grows, and now i’m covered in you

there’s an ache in you put there by the ache in me, but if it’s all the same to you, it’s the same to me

he reports his missing wife, and i noticed when i passed his house his truck has got some brand new tires

he’s got my past frozen behind glass, but i’ve got me

how’s one to know?

and it gets colder and colder when the sun goes down

i see me padding cross your wooden floors with my eagles t-shirt hanging from the door

they expected me to find somewhere, some perspective

my mind turns your life into folklore, i can’t dare to dream about you anymore

trends change, rumours fly through new skies, but i’m right where you left me

sorry for not winning you an arcade ring, over and over

i know better, but i still feel you all around i know better, but you’re still around

no one teaches you what to do when a good man hurts you, and you know you hurt him too

what died didn’t stay dead, you’re alive, so alive

and when i got into the accident, the sight that flashed before me was your face

and he feels like home

so we could call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend

missing me at the golden gates they once held the keys to

you had some tricks up your sleeve

fifteen years, fifteen million tears, begging ‘til my knees bled

i can’t make it go away by making you a villain

so yeah, it’s a war, it’s the goddamn fight of my life, and you started it

took this dagger in me and removed it, gain the weight of you, then lose it, believe me, i could do it

and damn, dorothea, they all wanna be ya, but are you still the same soul i met under the bleachers?