It Could've Been You

Oh that familiar body ache, The way I break, I talked too much, We stayed up late, And the colour of your shirt Made me wanna cry. And I never understood the phrase, "It's just a phase, It's medicine You need to taste" When all I hear is, Have fun wasting your time. I'm not the one, And it's not something I can change. No, it's not love, It's just the comfort Of its name. So I tried to leave And he got on his knees And said "fuck you". After losing sleep, Disappointing me With the songs he'd never heard of And nor did he want to. Had no flame, And I tried to blame The perfume Left on his counter, And if I'd have found her Would it have been true? Could it have been true? Oh that peculiar summer break, I stayed awake, I thought too much Of my mistakes, And the colour of my walls Made me wanna die. But I never understood the point In throwing coins In wishing wells To fix my choice, When all we had to do Was say our goodbyes. You're not the one, And it's not something I can change. No, it's not love, It's just the comfort Of its name. So I tried to leave And he got on his knees And said "fuck you". After losing sleep, Disappointing me With the songs he'd never heard of And nor did he want to. Had no flame, And I tried to blame The perfume Left on his counter, And if I'd have found her Would it have been true? Could it have been true? Thank God I've got my twenties, We didn't get married. At least I'm not 40 And cursing our bedsheets, Wishing I'd left you, Wishing you'd left me, Probably crying, I'd probably hate you. And though I'm unemployed, Tryna find some joy, At least I'm not 40 And screwing the pool boy (Hey Troy!) Staying for the children, Might even resent them. It could've been true. It could've been you. So I tried to leave And he got on his knees And said "fuck you". After losing sleep, Disappointing me With the songs he'd never heard of And nor did he want to. Had no flame, And I tried to blame The perfume Left on his counter, And if I'd have found her Would it have been true? So I tried to leave And he got on his knees And said "fuck you". After losing sleep, Disappointing me With the songs he'd never heard of And nor did he want to. Had no flame, And I tried to blame The perfume Left on his counter, And if I'd have found her Would it have been true? Left on his counter, And if I'd have found her Could it have been true? If you weren't a liar, And I'd have been kinder It could've been you, Yeah