How’d things get so proud all at once? I know you know exactly what you’re doing You see me getting tight, we were almost in the clear Why’d you go and toss things up, turn everything mangled and lost, Who’s gonna pick up after this? You And it’s right there on your face every time you look away Like you’re already halfway out the door Every word you toss back just deepens the scar And I can feel this room getting smaller by the second So say it, or don’t But don’t make me stand here Counting all the things you’re not saying So now what? Who’s gonna pick up after this? After the dust settles and the quiet hits? 'Cause I’m tired of sweeping up all your loose ends While you just walk on by, lookin like a stranger again Back when we were younger, we’d laugh at the small stuff Keys in the ignition, pedal to the floor We didn’t need a speech, we just knew where we stood Now I’m staring at the same old marks under the hood Funny how the years can wear a room down Till even the familiar starts to feel off I keep thinking if I say it plain enough I can get us back to what we lost So now what? Who’s gonna pick up after this? After the dust settles and the quiet hits? 'Cause I’m tired of sweeping up all your loose ends While you just walk on by, lookin like a stranger again Now you walk in like you own the room we used to fill Keys on the counter, coat still in the corner I’m standing there with the same old story in my hands Trying to rebuild a lost future, stories we told Struggling not to say your name out loud You keep it cool, like nothing ever shifted Like I’m the one who changed the route But I’m done with the grin, the dodge, the practiced little act Say what you mean, or get out of my face You keep talking past me like I’m not even here But I can hear the lie in every word you throw So don’t stand there acting like I’m hard to read When you’re the one who keeps backing out the door So now what? Who’s gonna pick up after this? After the dust settles and the quiet hits? 'Cause I’m tired of sweeping up all your loose ends While you just walk on by, lookin like a stranger again So now what? Who’s gonna pick up after this?
