| Sorry I didn’t call
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| I glued my phone to the table in the other room
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| So I would never be able to fuck with your head again
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| But I still miss your bed
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| I know I said I’d never let my peace of mind out of my head
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| But it snuck out like we used to on Friday nights
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| I know it’s hard to understand what I’ve been going through
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| And I don’t expect you to, no I don’t expect you to
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| But I’ve been making progress in moving past this
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| Trying not to think about the things that we did
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| And the way your eyes looked at night before we went to bed
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| Now you’ve got 3 missed calls. |
| There’s so much I could say
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| We both roam different paths with 3 state lines in the way
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| When you walk to class does the wind burn your face?
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| Does it mess up your hair?
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| 15 hours on a train, and you were home a couple days
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| Now you wait for a call to ignore
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| And I hope you know I avoid the streets
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| That used to lead my feet to your front door
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| I hope you’re making progress in moving past this
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| Trying not to forget all the things that we did
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| And we both know, and we both know
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| That I can’t wipe your tears through the computer screen
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| And you’re not here to move the cloud over my head
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| I thought that we could make this work but my mind fell apart again
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| But I’ve been making progress in moving past this
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| I’m trying not to think about the things that we did
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| And the way your eyes looked at night before we went to bed
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| I hope you’re making progress in moving past this
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| Yeah, I hope you’re making progress in moving past this |