Funny when I think about the months that I could not get out of bed Going back and forth over the letters that I wrote but never sent Wake up and repeat it, but I was barely sleeping Swimming in the memories, and floating in the deep end How come you're not still in my head?
I got, you got, we got too much time on our hands Used to be so caught up in the things we had planned I'm not chasing feelings that I don't understand I'm underwater, but I'm over you
Thought that I'd be good, the day I took down all your pictures in my room How to go from easier to everything's still leading back to you Can I be honest? I think about you constantly You're closing every door, but now I'm looking for an opening Maybe I'm just getting confused
I got, you got, we got too much time on our hands Used to be so caught up in the things we had planned I'm still chasing feelings that I don't understand I'm underwater, am I over you?
