Pathetic

How pathetic of me I wear your clothes As if they were mine I guess they are now You're not coming back to mine Pathetic in the way I'll still smile When I say your name in any story I tell Story I tell You're the one I wanna know You always said you would come visit me My house on the hill overlooking the sea You'd like it I know But now we don't speak I guess this is a love song how pathetic of me How pathetic of me How pathetic of me Don't play the fool I know how I look Cant help falling pathetically I always thought You'd be the one chasing me But you still show up in every single one of my dreams Pathetic in the way I think of you before I sleep I look at our pictures and pretend it was last week Pretend it was last week You're the one who makes me weak I sift through the clothes you made One at a time The smell of the shirt you wore when you first made me cry It's my favourite I know Pathetic on the line It leans towards crazy Not news of mine Not news of mine Not news of mine