What does it take to be the one who lets you go Didn't you say that you'll be sorry down the road Was it always this way to be so far away from home You'd never know I don't wanna talk to you anymore You were "burning down the house" at the record store Got his letterman on with that big white 4 And I'm crying There's a record scratch on my back That I play to forget all the bad I just look away From the corner of the store Where I stared you stayed You just couldn't have the vinyl if it was imperfect Was it worth it What will it take to be the one who lets you know You left me at the show Didn't you say that you'll be sorry down the road Three times in a row Were you always ok with being on your own I'll never know Drop the needle, walk out the door I don't wanna listen to it anymore All these Talking Heads burn me to my core And I'm seeing something that I've lived before And I'm crying I'm lying awake You were flying You were flying away There's a record scratch on my back That I play to forget all the bad I just look away From the corner of the store Where I stared, you stayed You just couldn't have the vinyl if it was imperfect Was it Was it worth it