I used to think that one day we'd tell the story of us, 

And how we met 
And how the sparks flew instantly 
And people would say they're the lucky ones 
I used to know my place was the spot next to you, now I'm searching the room for an empty seat cause lately I don't even know what page you're on. 
A simple complication, miscommunications lead to far love. 
So many things I wish that you knew 
So many walls that I can't break through 


Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room 
And you're not speaking 
And I'm dying to know Is it killing you like it's killing me. 
And I don't know what to say since a twist of fate, when it all broke down 
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now 


How did we end up this way? See me nervously pulling of my clothes and trying to look busy.. And you're doing your best to avoid me.
I'm starting to think that one day I'll tell the story of us of how I was losing my mind when I saw you here, but you held your pride like I should have held mine.
I'm scared to see the ending why are we pretending this is nothing?.. 
I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how 
I've never heard silence quite this loud.