What Would You Do?
What would you do?
When you stand in her room
With nothing to say
What would you do?
When she asks you to leave
You'd say goodbye and you'd walk away
What would you do?
When you run into each other in the street and you start thinking
About those summer nights in your room
And the bugs under her bed
And how her best friend hated you
Then it's goodbye and you walk away
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
To play it all back
Your nail marks on my wall, they call me in my sleep
They tell me "as you sow, so shall you reap"
And I still keep your box buried in my closet
For you
And I still find it absurd
How everything I hear about you
Is second hand
That your grandpa died
Or that you cut your hair all short
Just like you said
That you'd do when things get better
Well are they better now?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
To play it all back
Your nail marks on my wall, they call me in my sleep
They tell me "as you sow, so shall you reap"
And I still keep your box buried in my closet
For you, for you
And I can't tell when I'm awake
And you can tell me that you hate me
Point exactly where it aches
Cause I can't tell if we ever met
And I can't tell when I'm awake
So can I ask you just this once?
To point exactly where it aches
Cause I can't tell what we ever meant
When you stand in her room
With nothing to say
What would you do?
When she asks you to leave
You'd say goodbye and you'd walk away
What would you do?
When you run into each other in the street and you start thinking
About those summer nights in your room
And the bugs under her bed
And how her best friend hated you
Then it's goodbye and you walk away
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
To play it all back
Your nail marks on my wall, they call me in my sleep
They tell me "as you sow, so shall you reap"
And I still keep your box buried in my closet
For you
And I still find it absurd
How everything I hear about you
Is second hand
That your grandpa died
Or that you cut your hair all short
Just like you said
That you'd do when things get better
Well are they better now?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
To play it all back
Your nail marks on my wall, they call me in my sleep
They tell me "as you sow, so shall you reap"
And I still keep your box buried in my closet
For you, for you
And I can't tell when I'm awake
And you can tell me that you hate me
Point exactly where it aches
Cause I can't tell if we ever met
And I can't tell when I'm awake
So can I ask you just this once?
To point exactly where it aches
Cause I can't tell what we ever meant
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Writer(s): Ron Herscovici
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