words spoken in hearts and minds on late night drives
when nothing is alive except for my imagination
and how far it takes me and how it breaks me
I rehearse the same old lines
the ones I said to make you mine
the ones I said that day we met
the one you didn't say when you left
but it's only in my mind, you won't hear them this time
because you're far away

and you can't hear what I don't say
sometimes it's easier to talk to the you that's in my head
because you don't get upset, and I don't say things I regret
but only in my mind

it's not fair to expect that of you
because I don't expect that of me
so what does this mean
and what will it be

we're not who we were, and we're not what we want
but who will we be, is it worth waiting on
we will not sit down, there's nothing to talk about
it's much better now as a one-sided conversation
it's all in here, it's all inside, it's always perfect there
and so it will always stay.