Testo Small Things

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Heard your name just as I was headin' home the other day
And I swear, I couldn't even sit up straight
I swallowed hard
I found your shirt cleanin' my apartment and it made it worse
And I swear you couldn't even see the hurt I swallowed hard

And when my friends ask how I'm doing
I say, "I'm great now," but the truth is

I'm getting good at holding it in
All my emotions, all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things

I saw your car, it wasn't you, but for a minute, thought it was
I swear to God, I almost didn't think of us
I swallowed hard

And when my friends ask how I'm doing I say, "I'm great now," but the truth is

I'm getting good at holding it in
All my emotions, all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things
All the small things
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah

This city has your fingerprints all over it
And I can't even think about how someday she will too
And I know I'll get over it, 'cause that's just what I'll do
But what really kills me is everything I got used to

I'm getting good at holding it in (And I've been holding it in)
All my emotions (All my emotions), all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things
Oh, it's all the small things

Ooh
It's always just the small things
Yeah
Oh