Does it kill you when our song plays on the radio
As you drive your car in the middle of the night
Did the crescendo terrify you like my feelings did when I said I meant it
You never did me any good
You reduce every single thing I did into a problem , a not good enough

You use to have a butterfly collection
And every time I think about
I remember how you kill anything beautiful
You looked like a dream but heaven you were hell

The letters you write when you make a mistake remind me of my father full of empty promises
But that’s the thing with making someone out to be better than they are

So sit tight change the song like I already know you have and fight the memories the tears
Feel your hands shake your blood still
And tell me again
Does it kill you when our favourite song comes on the radio