Texty: Kele. All The Things I Could Never Say.

You tore a button, off my favorite shirt
Another thing that I've lost, to you

Where did you stay last night?
You didn't come home
I'm spending all of my time, waiting for your call

You're making me older
You're making me I'll
You're making me older
You're making me I'll

The bottles are empty, in the cabinet
I noticed my first grey hair, today
Why do we stI'll do this, when we're both stI'll young
Putting each other down, when we need to climb

You're making me older
You're making me I'll
You're making me older
You're making me I'll