| «It's over,» you said
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| As you got out of bed
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| «I'm over it now»
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| And I felt incomplete
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| As I pulled off the sheet
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| And found my way out
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| But no one told me that love could end
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| Till I gave up buying a ring
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| And I’m too tired to lie to you
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| Instead I’ll just sit here and sing
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| And your face looked pained
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| As you tried to explain
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| We weren’t right to begin
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| And there’s something I miss
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| Like a solar eclipse
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| When I thought the daylight had dimmed
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| And no one told me that I was wrong
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| About pretty much everything
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| And I’m too tired to drink tonight
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| Instead I’ll just sit here and sing
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| Cause I still have the scrapes and the scars
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| The bruises and the marks
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| From when you broke my heart
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| And I still believe
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| That true love exists
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| But it doesn’t look like this
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| No, it doesn’t look like this
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| Oh, oh, oh-oh, it doesn’t look like this
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| So I feel out of place
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| Like the guy in the race
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| Who loses the lead
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| And I’m stuck here in last
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| But I never asked
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| What don’t I have that you need
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| And no one bothered to clue me in
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| I shouldn’t have stopped listening
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| And I’m too tired to say goodbye
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| Instead I’ll just sit here and sing
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| Instead I’ll just sit here and sing
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| Instead I’ll just sit here and sing |