Small Things

Heard your name

Just as I was heading home the other day

And I swear I couldn't even sit up straight

I swallowed hard

I found a shirt

Cleaning my apartment and it made it worse

And I swear you couldn't even see the hurt

I swallowed hard

Now when my friends ask how I'm doing

I say I'm great now, but the truth is

I'm getting good at holding it in

All my emotions, all my feelings

But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem

What really kills me is all the small things

I saw your car

Wasn't you, but for a minute I thought it was

Swear to God, I almost didn't think of us

I swallowed hard

And when my friends ask how I'm doing

I say I'm great now, but the truth is

I'm getting good at holding it in

All my emotions, all my feelings

But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem

What really kills me is all the small things

All the small things

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, ooh, yeah

This city has your fingerprints all over it

And I can't even think about how some day she will too

And I know I'll get over it 'cause that's just what I'll do

But what really kills me is everything you get used to

I'm getting good at holding it in

All my emotions, all my feelings

But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem

What really kills me is all the small things

Ooh, it's always just the small things

Yeah