Tell me is this true?
Are they deceiving you?
I've been busy grieving someone that I used to be
And I'll stand in my empty house
And keep the cold out all for you
I can't speak, I'll whisper quietly
"Am I as boring as your friends picture me?"
Tell me
Teach me how to think
And tell me what to wear
Why do I always pay the fine though I know you are kind,
Kind of to blame?
Your twisted lies on those late night drives
Won't keep your heart from freezing through
So go back if you can to where it all began
The room that tells a million tales of me and you
And all our old friends too
Is what they're saying you did true?
Are they deceiving you?
Come back baby
You are, you are, you are
And my name, my name, my name