I've been thinking I am worse off wishing 
And then I told you so 
Speak then regret, that's the best chance I'll get 
And I guess I take chances with you 

I should have just left instead 
Took a walk back to my door 
But at the edge of your bed 
You hang your head 
And throw your flowers at me, again 
Throw your flowers at me 

Filters turn off, I don't know where to speak 
That's stuff I never learned 
I'd rather just hang my head 
On your shoulder, solid bone 
And maybe my words won't drip slowly 
Off my tongue and maybe I won't mean it this time 

Maybe I won't mean it this time 
You're covered in blankets 
And you won't stop crying 
Would you tell me to get out 

I could be true 
I could be free if 
You were no one 
Listen to me 

I could be true 
I could be free if 
You were no one 
Listen to me!