Did I Say Something WrongI'm never really your typeOverthinkingIt's got me drinkingMessing with my headTell me what you hate about meWhatever it is I'm sorryI know I can be dramaticBut everybody said we had itI'm coming to terms with a broken heartI guess sometimes that good things fall apartWhen you said how'd you feelYes I really did believe youDid you fake how you feelWhen we parked down by the river that nightThat nightThat night when we fogged up the windows in your best friend's carCause we couldn't leave the windows down in DecemberTell me what you hate about meWhatever it is I'm sorryThat I'm never really your typeOverthinkingIt's got me drinkingTell me what you hate about meWhatever it is I'm sorryI'm coming to terms with a broken heartI guess sometimes that good things fall apartFall apart, fall apartOverthinking's got me drinkingMessing with my headTell me what you hate about meWhatever it is, I'm sorryOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oohI know I can beat you, manI know I canOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oohI'm coming to terms with a broken heartBut I guess that sometimes good things fall apartFall apart, fall apartOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oohGood things fall apart