'Cause I've been making progress
In moving past this
Trying not to think about
The things that we did
And the way your eyes looked
At night before we went to bed
Sorry I didn't call I glued my phone
To the table in the other room
So I would never be able
To fuck with your head again
But I still miss your bed
I know I said I'd never let my peace
Of mind out of my head
But it snuck out like we used to
On friday nights
I know it's hard to understand
What I've been going through
I don't expect you to
But I've been making progress
In moving past this
Trying not to think about
The things that we did
And the way your eyes looked
At night before we went to bed
Now you've got 3 missed calls
There's so much I could say
We both roam different paths
With 3 state lines in the way
When you walk to class does
The wind burn your face?
Does it mess up your hair?
15 Hours on a train
And you were home a couple days
Now you wait for a call to ignore
But I hope you know
I avoid the streets that used to lead
My feet to your front door
I hope you're making progress
In moving past this
Trying not to forget
All the things that we did
But we both know
That I can't wipe your tears
Through the computer screen
And you're not here to move
The cloud over my head
I thought that we could make this work
But my mind fell apart again
But I've been making progress
In moving past this
I'm trying not to think about
The things that we did
And the way your eyes looked
At night before we went to bed
