[Intro ] [Four-bar guitar motif, then four bars of bass and drums] [Verse 1] I told our friends the clean-cut version Where you left and I held on Made your silence sound like cruelty Made my patience sound like love Every detail fit together Once I chose what not to say Funny how a one-sided story Leaves so little in the way [Pre-Chorus] Any truth can sound complete When one voice gets all the time If you want to find the whole thing Look between my lines [Chorus 1] There’s room between my lines For the things I didn’t hear For every time I called you distant While I kept you standing near If my version makes me innocent It’s missing something true There’s room between my lines Leave some room for you [Verse 2 ] You were standing with your jacket I was blocking half the door You said, “I’m tired of explaining” I said, “There you go once more” Called you cold for not responding When you’d answered me for years You weren’t running from the hard part You were tired of disappearing [Pre-Chorus ] I remembered what I told them Then remembered what was mine There was more inside that silence Than I put between my lines [Chorus 1] There’s room between my lines For the things I didn’t hear [Instrumental Response 2] For every time I called you distant While I kept you standing near If my version makes me innocent It’s missing something true There’s room between my lines Leave some room for you [Verse 3 ] I replayed our last conversation Heard you start three separate times Every time you reached the reason I came talking over mine I kept waiting for an answer That agreed with what I knew You weren’t keeping something from me I kept keeping out the truth [Bridge ] Maybe silence wasn’t empty Maybe I had filled the room Maybe leaving was the last way You could finally finish something I don’t need to be the villain I don’t need to make one you I just need to tell the story With enough space for what is true [Final Chorus 1] Put your words between my lines I can stand to hear them now Tell the parts where I went missing Tell the truth I talked around If your version changes mine That doesn’t make either one a lie I thought you stopped explaining I had stopped listening in time [Outro ] [Return to the opening guitar motif with no vocal] [End]
