Texty: Butch Walker. Letters. Mixtape.

You say, "Hello," inside I'm screamin' I love you
You say, "Goodnight," in my mind, I'm sleepin' next to you
You drive away from my car crash of a heart
And I don't know

But you gave me the best mix tape I have
And even all the bad songs ain't so bad
I just wish there was so much more than that
About me and you

You talk to him, and it burns me like the sun
You talk to her, and you say that you feel like he's the one
I talk to me, but you can't hear the pain I feel
And you don't know

'Cause you gave me the best mix tape I have
And even all the sad songs ain't so sad
I only wish that there was more than that
About me and you, about me and you

Oh, don't turn around and say bye again
Yeah it crushes my head when you call me
Your friend and I'm not the same person
From back in the day in the back of the class
That you thought was gay

No, I can't find the words 'cause I lost them
The minute they fell out of my mouth
And it's love and I'm in it, so give me your lips
And just let me kiss 'em
And let's get messed up and listen to probably

The best mix tape I have
And even all the bad songs ain't so bad
I just wish there was so much more than that
About me and you, about me and you

About me and you, about me and you
About me and you, about me and you