Stuck here with you
Not wanting to say go away
Not wanting to let you stay
It isn’t cruelty
It isn’t empathy
I don’t know why we’re like this

I hate this part
It’s so awkward
Sitting at the table
With so much to say
Nothing to say at all

I hate this part
As we hate each other
These days are hard
We haven’t bled our true colors
<guitar solo?>

Over a year
Our connected paths steer
Us around in circles again
They split
There was a fork in the road
Couldn’t get around it

That’s where we are today
Having to look at each other
With so much to say
Nothing to say

You won’t come clean
You blame it all on me
Half of this
Might be my fault
You scribble down my answers
But ignore me

Can’t you see
I don’t want to wake up and deal with you
Stuck here with you
Not wanting to say go away
Not wanting to let you stay
It isn’t cruelty
It isn’t empathy
I don’t know why we’re like this

I hate this part
It’s so awkward
Sitting at the table
With so much to say
Nothing to say at all

I hate this part
As we hate each other
These days are hard
We haven’t bled our true colors