It's up to you, I hate that phrase
It's lazy and a crutch you've used these days
It's up to you to figure out the place
Where we'll eat dinner and talk face to face
It's up to you to pick what we hear
You haven't cared about music in a year
It's up to you where we walk to now
If you could I know you'd walk right out of town
It's up to you to pick the movie we see
You sit so close but feel so far away from me
It's up to you to pick our bed's quilt
The blanket to cover this home that we've built
And it's up to you to decide when we go
It's been four long years and there's not much to show
Now I know it's up to me to make a new start
To pick myself up and brush off the
Pieces of my very own, my very broken heart
Now I know it's up to me to make a new start
To brush myself off and pick up the
Pieces of my very own, my very broken heart
