Westdale Ave

(Voicemail) V1: You could cut off both of my hands Then demand To know why I stopped reaching out And I could cut off all of your oxygen And not understand Just why you stopped breathing down my neck Crazy how quickly we forget What are we fighting for, And where are my vocal chords, Why is your voice so hoarse, Were we like this before? Chorus: We're just too good on paper but There's so many more layers to this formula And my paranoia never really did it for ya We're just too picture perfect But I need a love deeper than smiles on the surface Laying by your side feels a lot like running in circles (Voicemail) V2: I've been missing calls much as I've been missing you And I went out with someone new Just to have a drink or two But two turned into way too many And way too many turned right back into Me calling up the uber Typing in your address Sliding out the black dress Climbing on your mattress All of these bad habits We can't shake em baby But we got history, traditions We can't break em babe Chorus (Voicemail) Bridge: Is this really for the best? Could someone take this empty fuckin feeling from my chest I wish that I could take every monster from your head I hope you find a way someday to knock em all dead Is this really for the best? Could someone take this empty fuckin feeling from my chest I love you so much But is love all we have left Chorus: Are we just too good on paper? But there's so many more layers to this formula And my paranoia, I know, doesn't really do it for ya Are we just too picture perfect? Cause I need a love deeper than smiles on the surface Laying by your side feels a lot like running in circles Laying by your side feels a lot like running in circles