Small Things

Ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh Heard your name Just as I was headin' home the other day And I swear, I couldn't even sit up straight I swallowed hard I found your shirt Cleanin' my apartment and it made it worse And I swear, you couldn't even see the hurt I swallowed hard And when my friends ask how I'm doing I say, "I'm great now," but the truth is I'm getting good at holding it in All my emotions, all my feelings But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem What really kills me is all the small things I saw your car Wasn't you, but for a minute, thought it was I swear to God, I almost didn't think of us I swallowed hard And when my friends ask how I'm doing I say, "I'm great now," but the truth is I'm getting good at holding it in All my emotions, all my feelings But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem What really kills me is all the small things All the small things (ooh, ooh) Ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah This city has your fingerprints all over it And I can't even think about how, someday, she will too And I know I'll get over it 'cause that's just what I'll do But what really kills me is everything I got used to I'm getting good at holding it in (and I've been holding it in) All my emotions (all my emotions), all my feelings But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem What really kills me is all the small things Oh, it's all the small things (ooh-ooh, ooh) Ooh, it's always just the small things, yeah (ooh-ooh, ooh) Oh (ooh, ooh)