Tell Me

I don't really know how to speak Cos my heart's half torn I don't really know how to breathe When my lungs feel half worn And maybe that's okay There's this young boy who lives down my road Keeps his mouth sewn closed And this old girl who's bled to the bone Thinks her love is harmful And maybe that's okay And maybe life's this way Tell me again that you feel the same Tell me it burns when she calls my name Cos when you tell me you're low And your head is in pain Well, baby that's okay Cos we all feel about the same way How do I phrase That I'm still feeling pain When I can't start to talk And how do I say That I'm missing dead friends Without scaring you off Tell me again that you feel the same Tell me it burns when she calls my name Cos when you tell me you're low And your head is in pain Well, baby that's okay Cos we all feel about the same way