good things fall apart

Did I say something wrong

Did you hear what I was thinking

Did I talk way too long

When I told you all my feelings

That night

Is it you

Is it me did you find somebody better

Someone who isn't me

Cause I know that I was never your type

Never really your type

Tell me what you hate about me

Whatever it is I'm sorry

Yea yea yea

Yea yea yea

I know I can be dramatic

But everybody said we had it

Yea yea yea

Yea yea

I'm coming to terms with a broken heart

I guess that sometimes good things fall apart

When you said it was real guess I really did believe you

Did you fake how you feel

When we parked down by the river that night

That night

That night when we fogged up the windows in your best friends car

Cause we couldn't leave the windows down in december

Woah

Tell me what you hate about me

Whatever it is I'm sorry

Yea yea yea

Yea yea yea

I know I can be dramatic

But everybody said we had it

Yea yea yea

Yea yea

I'm coming to terms with a broken heart

I guess that sometimes good things fall apart