It's been way too long for me to find it this hard Sitting alone, my fingers picking the sofa apart In an attempt to distract from the fact that I miss you I wonder if your friends have had to carry you home And stay for the night because they don't want to leave you alone Where before it was fun is becoming an issue I know it's cruel But I kind of hold your torture too Tell me, does your heart stop at the party when my name drops Like you stood at the platform when the trains crossed Are you hurting? Yeah, you must be Or is it just me, sun-tied, screaming on the inside When I say that we broke up and they ask why Are you crying in the shower like a freak Or is it just me? It's been three months and two days and five hours since I walked away And we left it so sour, I know That you're probably thinking you're better without me And all my days have turned cold but not as cold as your shoulder I've been thinking it over while I drink myself sober again Please understand That I know it's cruel But I kind of hold your torture too Tell me, does your heart stop at the party when my name drops Like you stood at the platform when the trains crossed Are you hurting? Yeah, you must be Or is it just me, sun-tied, screaming on the inside When I say that we broke up and they ask why Are you crying in the shower like a freak Or is it just me? Cause this would be one whole lot easier God, I know that's selfish but it's true If I'm beneath some calm exterior You're all fucked up too Tell me, does your heart stop at the party when my name drops Like you stood at the platform when the trains crossed Are you hurting? Yeah, you must be Or is it just me, sun-tied, screaming on the inside When I say that we broke up and they ask why Are you crying in the shower like a freak With only cigarettes for company Are you crying in the shower like a freak Or is it just me?