Less extended version
Then I guess I wish I wish I wish you loved me less. I wake up to the silence in the hallway. Keys are on the counter by the phone. We used to talk about the future all day. Now I’m just learning how to be alone. And it kills me that you’re being so damn good to me when a part of me just wants a man to (inaudible) but you’re just sorry. Yeah you’re so sorry. If loving me means packing up the boxes in the hall, then I guess I wish we never damned it all. If loving me means crying on the curb at LAX then I guess I wish I wish I wish you loved me less. Maybe then it wouldn’t hurt to see you walk away. Maybe then id find the right words to make you stay. But you love me way too much to let us text so I guess I wish I wish I wish you loved me less.