Early morning the light hits the floor and it scatters all over this place
I'm still awake when the key hits the door
It's pretty clear looking at my face
That each day's worse than the one right before and I know it's not what we planned
Wish I could explain to you things that I'm going through
I don't think that you'd understand
When the day is gone, lights are off, tv's on
I'm not gonna watch it anyway
Just a sound that's hammering to keep me from remembering the voice that was here now away
I'll call you when I know you're not there just to hold your voice in my hand
Wish I could explain to you things that I put you through
I don't think that you'd understand
It makes sense that all along you were right, I was wrong
That's not how this all began
Wish I could explain to you things that I'm going through
I don't think that you'd understand