What's killing me Is that I'm killing you You loved me for all the wrong reasons I'm not the same as I used to be There's nothing but pain left here, I know It's killing me, It's killing me All the wrong reasons There's nothing but pain left here I know

Sitting out in the drive I’m getting used to you not being there At church on Sunday night I’m getting used to the radio playing Without you singing along It’s just a little hard on me But I’m getting used to that old truck of yours But I’ll never get

I hope you had a great summer, a great summer away Some pretty pictures in my head Left your clothes next to the bed The kid you used to be Do you love me, you love me, you love me, do you love me now? But I know that you're still there Why'd I let you

In a razor town You take whoever you think you can keep around. There's an echoed sound That permeates the sidewalk where she shuffles 'round. It's a big machine. It used to be the avenue of changing dreams. She's a lonely thing, Sweeping up the glitter

Grandma's hands Clapped in church on Sunday morning Played a tambourine so well Used to issue out a warning She'd say, "Billy don't you run so fast Might fall on a piece of glass "Might be snakes there in that grass" Soothed a local unwed mother Used to

When they think of me, they think of you We used to be the ones that they wished they were But now it's like they don't know how to act Maybe they're like me and they want us back It's like there's always an empty space Those memories that nobody can

I used to sing for you I remember there was a time When I used to sing for you Do do do, do do do One, two, one, two, three, four Sweet and high at the break of dawn Simple tune that you can hum along too Knew all the words to the popular songs

Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do There's a boy here and he's almost you Almost all the things that your eyes once promised I see in his too Now your eyes are red from crying Flirting with this disaster became me It named me as the fool who

Memories of shadows haunt me From the years when I was young Things that used to terrify me Are the things, that I've become Bloody bone gon' get you And to this day There's a dark moon in the clouds Misty fog in the swamp Crickets chirpin' outside my

She's not cryin' anymore There's a smile upon her face A new love takes my place She used to cry when I'd come home late She couldn't buy the lies I told All she wanted was to be needed Someone that she could call her own The love I know I took for