Are ya gonna tell me anything you're thinking that I'd like to hear? Seems like bad news on my doorstep every time that you come near I can tell that you're not hearing anything of what I have to say So I'm screaming in my car before I leave my parking space I know You're just thinking out loud You don't know I'm not so well And I've been thinking about us And how I'm not enough It's been a long time coming but You said it yourself You said it yourself Is this gonna be the type of thing you think about when you're alone? Because I feel my insides melting when I see you hit my phone And I know you're gonna hate me when I tell you that I'm not gonna stay So instead I'll make up answers to those questions that I hate And I know You're just thinking out loud You don't know me I can tell And I've been thinking about us And how you're not so tough To make me feel like such a dunce You must be so fucked up And now you've got me fucked It feels like bad news on my door And I've been wanting so much more It feels like bad news at my door And I've been wanting so much more 'Cause every single time we touch It just feels like you've had enough