Underneath my bed is the letter that I never sent
And I weigh it down with the necklace that you pulled right from your neck
Well, my brother told me not to send it
But already used my mom's last stamp
So underneath my bed is the letter that I never sent
Is it for you or is it for me?
Oh, what's the point of it all?
All you had to do was call
I won't cut the rope
'Cause your voice in my head, it can't keep quiet
And with an envelope
You come and interrupt the silence
And in your shaky handwriting, you said
"You are the lights in my room"
Now I sleep with those words that are stuck in and under my head
Is it for me or is it for you?
What's the point of it all?
(I hate that I stay in love your name)
All you had to do was call
(I hate that I stay in love with your name)
And how many times have we moved on?
(You keep me awake with words on a page)
Oh what's the point of it?
Somehow it's harder just to see it in writing
Read it in your voice
So good with words but you're better at timing
Did my quiet tactics
Make you bring back this noise?
Oh what's the point of it all?
(I hate that I stay in love your name)
All you had to do was call
(I hate that I stay in love with your name)
Oh what's the point of it all?
(You keep me awake with words on a page)
We get pulled in but can't hold on
(I'm missing the way that you say my name)
And how many times have we moved on?
Oh what's the point of it all?
I hate that I stay
In love with your name