[noise94]

Well I thought that we could sit around and, talk for hours
About things I couldn't say to you
And things that we could never do and,
This conversation has had no face
When the words take days you can re-write and erase anything

You know my heart
(so tell me honestly did you ever really want this?)
Knows all these parts...

And I'll borrow words from all my favorite paragraphs
To write a ballad while we say the things
We'd hope would mean the most to me
And each line is sent
I have found in new pages of hope for the days
when I feel like I've lost everything

So I'll sing this song for every word that's come out wrong

But, I'll be OK
(Is that what you want me to say?)
It's called breakup
'Cause it's broken

Do you miss it?