| I heard the phone ring when you said
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| «Regrets are probably a good thing»
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| And I didn’t answer
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| It was a private number
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| It made me kind of anxious
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| And I can feel it coming
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| I can hear someone screaming
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| Out in the darkness
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| At least you’re here with me
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| In the darkness with me
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| I swear, it’s a trap
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| And sometimes my arms bend back
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| But it’s been getting better
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| The dog days are over
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| And I’ll eat salt with you
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| If that’s what you need me to do
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| And years from now
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| I’ll think of something profound
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| I know it’s getting you down
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| And she made me shake
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| When she got up in my face
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| And heartbreak left a splinter
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| But I heard they met on Tinder
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| So, it really doesn’t matter
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| ‘Cause they really don’t matter
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| I swear, it’s a trap
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| And sometimes my arms bend back
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| Now the dark days are over
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| I think I finally got closure
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| And I still spend my time
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| Hiding behind closed eyes
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| When I’m trying to be honest
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| I feel like such a fucking tourist
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| And I still get so anxious
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| But, I came here alone
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| And I will leave here on my own
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| And I will stand in the front row
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| Yeah, I still come to your shows
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| And sing along to the words I know
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| I swear it’s a trap
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| Sometimes my arms bend back
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| But it’s better than before
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| No, you don’t scare me anymore
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| You don’t scare me anymore |