Ooh, oohOoh, oohHeard your nameJust as I was headin’ home the other dayAnd I swear, I couldn’t even sit up straightI swallowed hardI found your shirtCleanin’ my apartment and it made it worseAnd I swear, you couldn’t even see the hurtI swallowed hardAnd when my friends ask how I’m doingI say, “I’m great now,” but the truth isI’m getting good at holding it inAll my emotions, all my feelingsBut the more that I fight them, the bigger they seemWhat really kills me is all the small thingsI saw your carWasn’t you, but for a minute, thought it wasI swear to God, I almost didn’t think of usI swallowed hard
And when my friends ask how I’m doingI say, “I’m great now,” but the truth isI’m getting good at holding it inAll my emotions, all my feelingsBut the more that I fight them, the bigger they seemWhat really kills me is all the small thingsAll the small things (Ooh, ooh)Ooh, ooh, yeahThis city has your fingerprints all over itAnd I can’t even think about how, someday, she will tooAnd I know I’ll get over it ’cause that’s just what I’ll doBut what really kills me is everything I got used toI’m getting good at holding it in (And I’ve been holding it in)All my emotions (All my emotions), all my feelingsBut the more that I fight them, the bigger they seemWhat really kills me is all the small thingsOh, it’s all the small things (Ooh, ooh)Ooh, it’s always just the small things, yeah (Ooh)Oh (Ooh)