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I hear Taylor from the other room.
She’s with Joe strumming the guitar
as we’re in this empty room fighting.
We haven’t seen each other for a long time.
They said to break it up
but we haven’t spoken in days.
I can hear his friends in my head.
They’re saying that I’m crazy
but God knows I’ve done nothing wrong.
As I sit in my empty room,
I wonder if silence is a better option
than fighting over nothing.
And God knows, I’ve tried to find
the words to say to you
but I’m in the state of repeating myself.
I’ve ran out of words to say to you.
So, I sit here in silence
as you leave the room.
I know, I’m not making it easy for him.