| Staring at my phone, wondering if I should call home
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| Mama always had the best advice
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| Though she’d say it’s in one ear and out the other half the time
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| Focus on the road, let my mind drift to see where it goes
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| It’s always running back to you and I
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| And how this silence gets me every time
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| If that’s the way it’s gotta be with us
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| Then be aware I’m falling apart
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| If that’s the way it’s gotta be with us, us, us, us
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| If you can’t see yourself with me, then what is left to say?
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| We’re falling apart
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| Is this the way it’s gotta be with us? |
| Us, us, us
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| Staring at my phone, left a message 'cause nobody’s home
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| Who even has a landline anymore?
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| That train of thought leads me back to before
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| When love was not absurd, so convinced it’s what we all deserve
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| 'Til that silent room steals every word
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| And now the sound of breath is all you’ve heard
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| If that’s the way it’s gotta be with us
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| Then be aware I’m falling apart
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| If that’s the way it’s gotta be with us, us, us, us
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| If you can’t see yourself with me, then what is left to say?
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| We’re falling apart
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| Is this the way it’s gotta be with us? |
| Us, us, us
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| If that’s the way it’s gotta be with us
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| Then be aware I’m falling apart
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| If that’s the way it’s gotta be with us, us, us, us
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| If you can’t see yourself with me, then what is left to say?
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| We’re falling apart
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| Is this the way it’s gotta be with us? |
| Us, us, us
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| Us, us, us
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| (Is this the end of)
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| (Is this the end of)
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| Us, us, us? |