I watch your lips move,
But don’t hear the sounds,
I should be done with this conversation,
Cause it’s been so long,
Since we’ve said anything at all.
It mattered to you before,
That I was comfortable,
That I was sure.
And now all we’ve got are these habits,
And they’re tearing us apart,
I’m not just one of your habits,
I won’t sit here, and watch us, fall apart.
Please pass the salt,
But your arm can’t quite reach,
Across the distant great, between us.
Can’t meet your eyes, it makes me wanna cry,
Cause this distant between us, keeps me alive.
It mattered to you before,
That I was comfortable,
That I was sure.
And now all we’ve got are these habits,
And they’re tearing us apart,
I’m not just one of your habits,
I won’t sit here, and watch us, fall apart.
Does it matter, now?
Does it matter?
I’m uncomfortable, I’m unsure.
It mattered to you before,
That I was comfortable,
That I was sure.
And now all we’ve got are these habits,
And they’re tearing us apart,
I’m not just one of your habits,
I won’t sit here, and watch us, fall apart.
You might as well, go now.
Stop moving your lips when you make no sound.
You might as well go.
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