There was something brewing in my heart a few nights ago.
My bed springs whisper as I sleep, "You should let it go."
My veins still pulse from what was in my chest.
Losing what you never had is bearable at best.

Oh at best. Yeah at best.
Oh at best. Yeah at best.

Seldom do I hold onto what made me feel so blue.
Instead I wake with the same look sad and confused.

I think I know it now, what's causing all this anguish.
It's you, whoever that may be.
I think I'm singing to myself again,
Pretending there ever was a girl I wrote these lines for.

Now that there's some clarity passing overhead,
After years spent afraid searching under my bed.
I'd been reaching ten years back for those girls seven years gone
Just hoping eventually they'd hear this song.

Hear this song. Hear this song.
Hear this song. Hear this song.

Seldom do I hold onto what made me feel so blue.
Instead I wake with the same look sad and confused.

I think I know it now, what's causing all this anguish.
It's you, whoever that may be.
I think I'm singing to myself again,
Pretending there ever was a girl I wrote these lines for.

I think I know it now, what's causing all this anguish.
It's you, whoever that may be.
I think I'm singing to myself again,
Pretending there ever was a girl I wrote these lines for.