it's looking like a contest
who can act like they don't care less
now we're standing alone in a crowded room
and we're not speaking
and i'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me
so many things that i wish you knew
so many walls that i can't break through
i'm searching the room for an empty seat,
cos lately i don't even know what page you're on
how'd we end up this way?
nervously pulling at my clothes to try and seem breezy
and i'm doing my best to avoid you
but you held your pride like you should have held me
so why are we pretending this is nothing?
i've never heard silence quite this loud
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