Good Things Fall Apart

Did I say something wrong? Did you hear what I was thinking?

Did I talk way too long when I told you all my feelings that night?

Is it you? Is it me? Did you find somebody better?

Someone who isn’t me, ’cause I know that I was never your type

Never really your type

Overthinking‘s got me drinking

Messing with my head, whoa

Tell me what you hate about me

Whatever it is, I’m sorry

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know I can be dramatic

But everybody said we had it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m coming to terms with a broken heart

I guess that sometimes good things fall apart