Gone

Keep tryna clear my head

Be a little more articulate

But the hurt gets caught in my hands

And I can't help but toss it back

I never meant to be your problem

I thought I'd be honest, babe

But it's easier said than done

Easier to cut and run

Can you ever skip the hurt in love?

Can you ever really know someone?

I know that it can hurt sometimes, I bet

When all the words don't come out right, it happens

And maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone (be gone, be gone)

I know that it can hurt sometimes, I bet

When all the words don't come out right, it happens

And maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone (be gone, be gone)

It takes a little practice

So close I almost had it

I thought I was concise

But it turns out I guess it's one of those nights

Military tactics

Like we're from two different atlases

Inside the corners of your mind

You've got your stories and I've got mine

You're already perfect, I'm already right

With a little practice, we'll be fine

I know that it can hurt sometimes, I bet

When all the words don't come out right, it happens

And maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone (be gone, be gone)

I know that it can hurt sometimes, I bet

When all the words don't come out right, it happens

And maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone (be gone, be gone)