sit with you (pain)

You like it when I'm real

Until I'm real with you

We're not on speaking terms

How does it sit with you

I think I lost my own

With you

Got smaller then got grown

With you

Could take a miracle

To get ahold of you

You always slip away

I thought I'd bury you

I think I lost my own

With you

Got smaller then got grown

With you

I think I lost my own

With you

Got smaller then got grown

With you

I can't choose you anymore

You've been hurt some times before

If six feet is as close as we get to hell

I'd take the pain out of this world

I think I feel your pain

I think I feel your pain

I think I feel your pain

I think I feel your pain