Got my feet up on the dashboard
Watching the sun set from the bridge remembering the last words
I cannot even stand you
You can't unsay that, can't take it back, and now I hear
The word is that you miss me
The word is that you're sorry
The word is that you're different
But I don't really listen
No I don't really listen
Remind me of what it felt like
Hearing the glass break, I'd lie awake, remembering first time
I can't seem to command you
You can't just take it back, so why's it that I understand
The word is that you miss me
The word is that you're sorry
The word is that you're different
But I don't really listen
No I don't really listen