Small Things

Ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh

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