Small Things

Heard your name Just as I was headin' home the other day And I swear, I couldn't even sit up straight I swallowed hard I found your shirt Cleanin' my apartment and it made it worse And I swear, you couldn't even see the hurt I swallowed hard And when my friends ask how I'm doing I say, "I'm great now", but the truth is I'm getting good at holding it in All my emotions, all my feelings But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem What really kills me is all the small things I saw your car Wasn't you, but for a minute, thought it was I swear to God, I almost didn't think of us I swallowed hard And when my friends ask how I'm doing I say, "I'm great now", but the truth is I'm getting good at holding it in All my emotions, all my feelings But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem What really kills me is all the small things All the small things (ooh, ooh) Ooh, ooh, yeah This city has your fingerprints all over it And I can't even think about how, someday, she will too And I know I'll get over it 'cause that's just what I'll do But what really kills me is everything I got used to I'm getting good at holding it in (and I've been holding it in) All my emotions (all my emotions), all my feelings But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem What really kills me is all the small things Oh, it's all the small things (ooh, ooh) Ooh, it's always just the small things, yeah (ooh) Oh (ooh)