[Intro — quiet, almost spoken] I didn't know how to say this. [Verse 1] I didn't know how to tell you So I wrote it down instead There's a cup beside the kitchen sink And a thousand things unsaid I've been staring at these words Trying to explain the past But every time I find an answer I cross it out and laugh [Pre-Chorus] You always ask me how I'm doing I say, "Tired," and leave it there It's the closest thing to honest That I've managed in a year [Chorus] That's that It's what I say when words run out That's that Like I know what I'm talking about There's so much I could tell you But I don't know where to start So I leave another sentence Unfinished in the dark That's that... [Verse 2] The days have started running together I forget which one I'm in I still answer every message I still ask you where you've been There's a list beside the window Full of things I meant to do I keep telling myself, "Tomorrow" Like I always used to do [Pre-Chorus] I know that you can see me standing I know I look the same But I can't seem to find the feeling When somebody says my name [Chorus] That's that It's what I say when words run out That's that Like it makes the silence count You keep asking me what's happened I keep saying, "Nothing's wrong" I've been trying to find an answer I've been trying for so long That's that... [Instrumental Break — sparse, repetitive, restrained] [Bridge — close vocal, nearly spoken] I thought I'd have a reason Something I could point to A single thing that happened Something I could tell you But it wasn't just one evening Wasn't just one awful day It was getting up each morning And feeling further away I used to think a breaking point Would make a bigger sound But nothing in this room has moved And I'm still looking around [Quiet pause] It scares me how calm I sound. [Final Chorus — restrained, no dramatic lift] That's that It's what I say when words run out That's that I almost understand it now I could tell you that I'm sorry I could tell you I'm just tired But neither one explains it And I don't want to pretend it does That's that... That's that... [Outro — instruments gradually fall away] I've said everything I could Or maybe nothing at all You can call it letting go I don't know what to call it [Almost spoken, voice alone] That's that.
