Lyrics

Sometimes I just don’t respond to her
because anything that I could say
just feels so trivial
it feels so trivial so trivial

when compared to the enormity of my feelings
if I could spill out my heart
and tell her, I’d tell her

But I leave her texts on read
and I over think in bed
she says I’m hard to read
Well maybe that’s true

Maybe some day I’ll finally
feel like I could write it down
but there’s not place for that
no there is no place for that here

in the confines of our casual conversation
so there’s nothing left for me to say
and nothing else for me to do

So I leave her texts on read
and I over think in bed
she says I’m hard to read
Well maybe that's true