It’s all the little things

It's the first defeat
It cuts you to your bones
Knocks you off your feet
And you discover that home
Is not a person or a place
But a feeling you can't get back

Then the second round
Throws you to the floor
Leaves you stuttering
What the hell was that for?
Takes you by surprise
Like the bullet you never saw coming

This will be the last time
This will be the last time
This will be the last time
You take me

It's the little things
That convince me to stay
It's your fingertips
And the music they play
To the beat of my heart
And the rhythm our bodies make

But this will be the last time
Honey, this will be the last time
This will be the…

My heart. Your heart.

It breaks my heart 

That it doesn’t break yours 

So much regret

Why didn’t I just get on a fucking place and come see you when I had the fucking chance. 

Just say you won’t let go

I knew I loved you then
But you'd never know
'Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go
I know I needed you
But I never showed