What does it take to be the one who lets you go
Didn't you say that you'll be sorry down the road
Was it always this way to be so far away from home
You'd never know
I don't wanna talk to you anymore
You were "burning down the house" at the record store
Got his letterman on with that big white 4
And I'm crying
There's a record scratch on my back
That I play to forget all the bad
I just look away
From the corner of the store
Where I stared you stayed
You just couldn't have the vinyl if it was imperfect
Was it worth it
What will it take to be the one who lets you know
You left me at the show
Didn't you say that you'll be sorry down the road
Three times in a row
Were you always ok with being on your own
I'll never know
Drop the needle, walk out the door
I don't wanna listen to it anymore
All these Talking Heads burn me to my core
And I'm seeing something that I've lived before
And I'm crying
I'm lying awake
You were flying
You were flying away
There's a record scratch on my back
That I play to forget all the bad
I just look away
From the corner of the store
Where I stared, you stayed
You just couldn't have the vinyl if it was imperfect
Was it
Was it worth it