The first time I didn't come home
I almost had a heart attack
Woke up at 4 and searched for my phone
'Til I remembered you don't want me back
It wasn't worth a courtesy call
But I made up a stupid excuse
Like I wasn't feeling well at all
My body didn't know what else to do.
The first time I didn't respond
It took some convincing just to let it rest
Couldn't bring myself to say that you won't
When you said, "You're actin' like I'm not gonna see you again."
Now my heart is a really hard sell
You want me to think that you still wish me the best
You'll come home to just outlines of bookshelves
I took what I can carry, you can take the rest
Last time I saw you I ran
Turned my back, and refused to turn around again
Now my friends say that you're feelin' bad
Well, I won't hold my breath.
