Drunk Voicemail

You always know how to make me sad

Pressed flowers in the pages of your hands

You bite your tongue as you walk down the stairs

You're only alive when there's somebody there

You asked my mother if I was at home

She told you I was, but I wasn't alone

You bide your time as you walk down the stairs

You want me alone when there's somebody there

You go to the party

You ask me to dance

You cut me open with your hands

Maybe we can talk

Maybe we can be friends

I want to, but I don't think

I wanna tell you everything that makes me cry

Wanna tell you everything that keeps me up at night

Wanna tell you that I hate you, but I don't know how

When the truth is that I love you more than anyone else

You wanted to memorize my heart

Searching with a flashlight in the dark

And what you found, I already knew

The brightest thing inside was you

You go to the bar

And you ask me to dance

You cut me open with your hands

Maybe we can talk

Maybe we can be friends

I want to, but I’m no good at pretend

You're what I think about when I'm in bed

Wanna tell you everything that makes my cheeks turn red

Wanna tell you that I hate you, but it don't make sense

'Cause I think I really love you more than anyone can

Wanna tell you that I hate you, but it'd be a lie

'Cause I think I love you more than I am willing to try

Wanna tell you that I hate you, but I don't know how

When the truth is that I love you more than anyone else