colder

Both of us know, it's in the back of your head It's a matter of time, for things to be said The lump in my throat, the pit in my chest It's a game that we've played, and it's come to an end Not a word left to say, why won't you stay the night And I can't explain why I can't make it right And you know me well enough, but I can't say enough To make you stay Both of us know, it's in the back of your head It's a matter of time, for things to be said And we've grown old, we're no kids anymore The only thing that we did was grow colder and colder Not a word left to say, I couldn't make it right I lit a match, and it did ignite Told me not to ask questions I should have left him in the back of your head Colder and colder We've grown older Colder and colder We've grown older Colder and colder We've grown older Colder and colder We've grown older Colder and colder We've grown older