I don’t get it.

Sometimes my heart speaks to me but sometimes it slams the door and walks away

We have to sort through all the truths to find the real one

If you’re looking out the window the whole time you’ll miss everything that’s going on inside

We are people that would rather collide than collaborate

I can’t remember the last time any of the things you didn’t say were heard

I could never find the right place to start so I just loved you the whole time