Small Things

Heard your name
Just as I was headin' home the other day
And I swear, I couldn't even sit up straight
I swallowed hard
I found your shirt
Cleanin' my apartment and it made it worse
And I swear, you couldn't even see the hurt
I swallowed hard

And when my friends ask how I'm doing
I say, "I'm great now", but the truth is

I'm getting good at holding it in
All my emotions, all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things

I saw your car
Wasn't you, but for a minute, thought it was
I swear to God, I almost didn't think of us
I swallowed hard

And when my friends ask how I'm doing
I say, "I'm great now", but the truth is

I'm getting good at holding it in
All my emotions, all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things

All the small things (ooh, ooh)
Ooh, ooh, yeah

This city has your fingerprints all over it
And I can't even think about how, someday, she will too
And I know I'll get over it 'cause that's just what I'll do
But what really kills me is everything I got used to

I'm getting good at holding it in (and I've been holding it in)
All my emotions (all my emotions), all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things

Oh, it's all the small things (ooh, ooh)
Ooh, it's always just the small things, yeah (ooh)
Oh (ooh)