little things that make an awful lot

I see you later

back at your place

But right now I'm choking on my own nicotine haze

anxiety’s growing

it’s holding me hostage

I don't wanna bug you, I'm the one that has to stop this

Give me something to hold

I feel like a ghost

I feel like a ghost again

Right now I'm on the low

Need someone to call

Need someone to call

Did you land the job you wanted?

Fix the sink in your apartment

Give me anything to talk about but me

Are you still complaining about the weather?

'Cause it's freezing in all your sweaters

And if you ever feel like you're not helping, I hope you understand

it’s the little things that make an awful lot

I drown in impatience

I’m lost at your sea

Your voice is the only thing that's guiding back to me

I’m stuck at the basement

You're up, up away

Words are like flowers on your lips, they numb the pain

Give me something to hold

I feel like a ghost

I feel like a ghost again

Right now I'm on the low

Need someone to call

Need someone to call

Did you land the job you wanted?

Fix the sink in your apartment

Give me anything to talk about but me

Are you still complaining about the weather?

'Cause it's freezing in all your sweaters

And if you ever feel like you're not helping, I hope you understand

It's the little things that make an awful lot

It's the little things, it's the little things

It's the little things, it's the little things that make an awful lot