You call me up
Full of goodbyes
Too tired to fight
Nobody's right
Then somebody cries
I thought we agreed
No more I told you so's
I ain't into that
You know where it's at
And you know where that goes
So don't say a word
Why make it worse
Yeah, you've got some nerve
To talk about hurt
If memory serves
Now we can believe
(You believe what you want to believe)
What we need to believe
But who is that man?
You were holding his hand
And laughing at me
Just don't say a word
Why make it worse
Yeah, you've got some nerve
To talk about hurt
If memory serves
Befall bemoan be back
To a porcelain heart with hairline cracks
Beware the web we weave
When we let memory deceive
So don't say a word
Why make it worse
Yeah, you've got some nerve
To talk about hurt
If memory serves
No don't say a word
It just makes it worse
Yeah, you've got some nerve
To talk about hurt
If memory serves
If memory serves