The Things We Say
How would I know
If all of this was the same
And I hadn't grown
Into someone that you would change
Now we're standing in the driveway
All the flowers and the neighbours watching
I thought calling you a liar was the easiest way to end it
Now I can't take it back
I keep praying Jesus Christ
What a mess we keep making
But I can't see the scratch
Threw my suitcase in the back
Jesus Christ, the things we say
I would never hurt a friend that way
I wish you would slow down
You're driving way too fast
But I just say nothing
And stare at the broken glass
Now we're standing in the driveway
All the flowers and the neighbours watching
I thought calling you a liar was the easiest way to end it
Now I can't take it back
I keep praying Jesus Christ
What a mess we keep making
But I can't see the scratch
Threw my suitcase in the back
Jesus Christ, the things we say
I would never hurt a friend that way
Now I can't take it back
I keep praying Jesus Christ
What a mess we keep making
But I can't see the scratch
Threw my suitcase in the back
Jesus Christ, the things we say
I would never hurt a friend that way
Jesus Christ, the things we say
I would never hurt a friend that way
If all of this was the same
And I hadn't grown
Into someone that you would change
Now we're standing in the driveway
All the flowers and the neighbours watching
I thought calling you a liar was the easiest way to end it
Now I can't take it back
I keep praying Jesus Christ
What a mess we keep making
But I can't see the scratch
Threw my suitcase in the back
Jesus Christ, the things we say
I would never hurt a friend that way
I wish you would slow down
You're driving way too fast
But I just say nothing
And stare at the broken glass
Now we're standing in the driveway
All the flowers and the neighbours watching
I thought calling you a liar was the easiest way to end it
Now I can't take it back
I keep praying Jesus Christ
What a mess we keep making
But I can't see the scratch
Threw my suitcase in the back
Jesus Christ, the things we say
I would never hurt a friend that way
Now I can't take it back
I keep praying Jesus Christ
What a mess we keep making
But I can't see the scratch
Threw my suitcase in the back
Jesus Christ, the things we say
I would never hurt a friend that way
Jesus Christ, the things we say
I would never hurt a friend that way
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Writer(s): Joel Laslett Pott, Nieve Pickering
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