We Don't Talk so Much Anymore

When I get blue
I just try not to think of you
Stop coming back through
I don't like what we turned into

We don't talk so much anymore
Just the same old stuff
Oh, I adore you
The first and the last
If we just made it last
Oh, Annabelle
This love is hell
Annabelle

Far behind in my mirror
I see you less and miss you more
The further you get
The more I'm a mess

I see you in picture
That leave me in stitches
And my heads on fire
Every night
And while I'm left burning
Your life keeps on turning
And I just feel stuck all the time
Losing my reasons to buy
Been missing you all of my life

But if it could come back
When I come back

I hope it won't
I know you're trying to save me
But don't
I know this love was crazy
But let go


Now it's so late
And I still wait
To see if I can touch your face tonight
(?), I know
But I think I'll keep my clothes on
Another round
'Cause when the lights go out
I'll count
You got a hold on me and I didn't want you to
So tonight I'll hit myself and think of you