Is it me, did I cross the line? Did I misread your body?
Did we miss the signs that it drew when we got carried away
You’re too slow to answer, too quick to reassure me
I’ve done nothing wrong, but you can not tell me you’re fine

Now I’m at the end of the bed and the distance between us
As hard, as impatient as seconds between words
If you won’t talk to me how will I know that you’re not indifferent, not indifferent
Silence is golden: it’s heavy and drags you down,
fills up your head with things you don’t want to talk about
I’m scared to leave just in case you won’t follow me

Now I’m in the dark but I can’t get to sleep
All the words that I didn’t use are questioning why I don’t speak
And I’d use them now but you won’t be awake
I shut the door and the silence is deafening
It’s heavy and drags you down, it’s heavy and it’s heavy and

Your reticence to use your words, my stubbornness to not be the first
To open up and break the bubble of silence you’ve been sitting in
When you curl up inside your shell should I keep myself to myself
Cause I can’t always be the first to coax you out to use your words

I’m scared to leave just in case you won’t follow me
I’m scared to leave just in case you won’t follow me
Lie here awake wondering why you won’t come to me
I’m scared to leave just in case you won’t follow me
If I open the door will you please come to me