You kissed me in the middle of the house of GodWe fell asleep before I could turn the lights offThe next time I was clenching my fistsHold a grudge for the chances I missedThe love you want me to describeThere's something I don't trustSomething I don't know from the insideI'm standing back a mile awayYou stay a faint idea of itA faint old memoryWhere you're trying to goYou don't need meI still keep the pictures in the back of my headI still have the same shirts, the same regretsI used to think you didn't miss me muchI used to want you, now I'm happy for usThe love you want me to describeThere's something I don't trustSomething I don't know from the insideI'm standing back a mile awayYou stay a faint idea of itA faint old memoryWhere you're trying to goYou don't need meIt's a story that I tell myself sometimesA picture of an alternate timelineIn cut off shorts and broken single speedsChart the hills of the city I'm climbingYou won't recognize meThe love you want me to describeThere's something I don't trustSomething I don't know from the insideI'm standing back a mile awayYou stay a faint idea of itA faint old memoryWhere you're trying to goYou don't need me