I didn’t know what I wanted

You told me that I forgot you

Now I’m getting upset with the way that you look across the room

Talking, 16 years are gone just like that, im so exhausted

Now we’re back to where we started

I didn’t know what I wanted

I was at your apartment

You told me that I forgot you, woah

I never wanted a break, just wanna hear you say

I didn’t know what I wanted

I was in your apartment

You told me that I forgot you, woah

I never wanted a break, just wanna hear you say

I couldn’t guess how it started

You threw a glass to the carpet

I made a promise to call back and talk that out

But something’s telling me not yet, cause I know

You knew that you couldn’t break it

I’m only rubbing the stain in

I think I’m scrubbing the last of the fragrance out

And suddenly I can taste it

What a shame, what a waste of a feeling

Could have brought down the walls and the ceiling

Least I would have been sure of the meaning

If we were ripping the kitchen to pieces

A manipulative little tactic

And a halfway attempt at theatrics

Wish it hadn’t been anti-climactic

What does that say about me?