All The Things I Could Never Say

You tore a button

Off my favorite shirt

Another thing that I've lost

To you

Where did you stay last night?

You didn't come home

I'm spending all of my time

Waiting for your call

You're making me older

You're making me ill

You're making me older

You're making me ill

The bottles are empty

In the cabinet

I noticed my first gray hair

Today

Why do we still do this

When we're both still young?

Putting each other down

When we need to climb

You're making me older

You're making me ill

You're making me older

You're making me ill

You're making me older

You're making me ill

You're making me older

You're making me ill

You're making me older

You're making me ill

You're making me older

You're making me ill

You're making me older

You're making me ill

You're making me older

You're making me ill