The Way I Feel

It's all in line
 To look just fine
 We'll be friends again another summertime
 When I think of you I think of then
 And it freaks me out
 It's been years
 Am I still the boy that loved you?
 Would you still be sick of hearing all the feelings stuck inside?
 All this time
 Are we close in ways no one will ever think to wonder?
 Are we sick from loving others?
 Can we still read each other's minds?
 Big or small? Is there even a scar?
 When so much has changed about who we are
 It's just invisible ink bleeding out the corner of my heart
 All this time
 Turn off the phone, I'm not at home
 The way you love me hurts too much
 Turn off the phone, I'm not at home
 The way you love me hurts too much
 The way I feel
 The way you make me feel won't come around again
 The way I feel
 The way you make me feel won't come around again
 Turn off the phone, I'm not at home
 The way you love me hurts too much
 Turn off the phone, I'm not at home
 The way you love me hurts too much
 The way I feel
 The way you make me feel won't come around again
 The way I feel
 The way you make me feel won't come around again