You called me just to say

You didn’t know what you meant that day

And I said, “That’s okay”

But I felt the words slip far away

I played your song on repeat

Just to hear how you used to speak

I laughed when I hit delete

But I still remember every beat

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I’m sort of yours

When the light gets low

When the crowd thins out

And there’s nowhere to go

I’m sort of yours

When the radio plays

That one old tune

From the better days

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You kiss like you’re not sure

And pull away like you want more

You text, then you ignore

And I don’t know what I’m waiting for

But I still save you a seat

At the diner down on 7th Street

You never show, but still

I think I always will

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I’m sort of yours

When the sky turns grey

When my plans fall through

And the silence stays

I’m sort of yours

When the night drifts on

Half in my head

Half already gone

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I don’t need forever

I just need a sign

Tell me if I’m dreaming

Or if you’re still mine

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I’m sort of yours

When the moment slows

When I see your name

But don’t let it show

I’m sort of yours

But I can’t pretend

So tell me now—

Is this the end?