

I came back quiet to the old payphone
Where the rain kept time on the rusted tone
Your name was there like a bruise on light
And I let it ring
into the night (ahhhh)
Hold me to the part I never say
The almost, the always,
the anyway
I’m tired of being hard and right
I want the wrong that feels like life (yeah) If you see
me in the doorway
Don’t ask me to be brave
I’m just learning how to stay
While the good things fade (ooh)
We were two soft boots on a hard floor
Laughing like we didn’t need more
Now every mile is a thinner thread
Tied to the things we never said (hummmm)
If you see me in the doorway
Don’t ask me to be brave
I’m just learning how to stay
While the good things fade (oh-oh)