The Things I Say To You

The bubble burst, I fell,
A little far outside myself,
And I hate it.
I'm not sure we're friends,
But we sure as hell pretend,
Yeah we fake it.

The things I say to you,
Tend to slip right through,
In one ear and out the other.

You're apples and I'm pears,
You're five long flights of stairs,
And a hallway,
I want a change of scene,
And I want to cut my hair,
Can you call me,

The things I say you,
Tend to slip right through,
In one ear and out the other,
The things I say to you,
They're just passing through,
In one ear and out the other.

I'm drinking alone,
I cut off my hair,
I feel less awake,
You don't love me in a good way,
When you're around,
Suffocate me like my hometown,
And I hate it,
Oh yes I hate it,
I was just fine being alone,
Slipped and fell into you,
Well now I can't remember the shape of my home,
Wish I could look far into the future, my days change like the weather,
'Cause I gave myself better.

I've started picking holes,
In stories that you've told,
about your lovers.
I could step inside your shoes,
But I'd only get confused,
So why bother.

The things I say you,
Tend to slip right through,
In one ear and out the other,
The things I say to you,
They're just passing through,
In one ear and out the other.