Call This Guilt

Do you recognize me in the way she says she's good?
Do you show up to the party in a richer neighborhood?
You don't expect to see me, but you wish that you could
So you don't have to wonder what I'm doing
What I would look like

My hair cut short, a glance
You see me in the dark
The lump in your throat is not a broken heart

We call this guilt, you know I'm hurting
But if you call, you'll only open wounds
Just call this guilt, it's not like whiny guys in
Top forty are singing our love story
I'm not the one who got away
And nothing you can do now will save the day
Anymore

Do you recognize this, this orchestrated ruse
You hurt someone, and walk around complaining you're confused
But now that you have feelings
You've got this great excuse
To lure me in with promises of making me feel loved again

You hit me up, no, I
I don't have any plans
The lump in your throat
There is no second chance

We call this guilt, you know I'm hurting
But if you call, you'll only open wounds
Just call this guilt, it's not like whiny guys in
Top forty are singing our love story
I'm not the one who got away
And nothing you can do now will save the day
Anymore

And the girls who remind you
The others with my eyes who bring you back
To living rooms on Friday nights
Well, they'll tell you the cliche that love never dies
But it does

So just call this guilt, you know I'm hurting
But if you call, you'll only open wounds
Just call this guilt, it's not like whiny guys in
Top forty are singing your life story
I'm not the one who got away
And nothing you can do now will save the day