I’m not the type to call you up drunk, you could say I’m no better when I’m sober
And jealousy don’t hang around these parts, waiting for me to come over
I know we don’t talk like we used to, you say we barely connecting at all
You’ve held autumn leaves through summer months, just to pick them back up in the fall
And when we speak its so foreign, you tell me you find it so hard to relate
I’ve got stories for days about the things that I’ve done, but I know it’s those stories you hate
So I kill the commotion with silence, for some credit I didn’t deserve
We fall back in routine my energy spent; I don’t know what we have in reserve
Let me tell you about the pain of being alone, you can tell
me about the pain of being with someone
Maybe I’ve been gone too long, maybe I’m numb and I’m best in the distance
Or maybe you’re ashamed to say it, maybe I’m never back home to witness – it happen
Lying if I said I wouldn’t trust you, I’m no king of the jungle in truth
But these sheets don’t smell like they used too, I know bodies have been under this roof
And I’m coming back home, to walls that won’t talk to me, the silence been ringing so loud
Conversations we held up in private, and I hear you’re airing them out in the crowd
With decisions you make in the moment, we suffer the nights that you often regret
We fall back in routine, my energy spent on something I’d rather forget
Let me tell you about the pain of being alone, you can tell me about the pain of being with someone
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