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Your voice puts sickness into my gut
And I swallowed just a little too much
I don't know what I did wrong
It's not your fault, I just think I was in love

You make every part of me small
I'm short of breath, and two feet tall
And I still don't know what I did wrong
It's not your fault, I just think I was in love

What was the day that you ceased to think of me like that?
I don't know what I said
But I'd like the chance to take it back
I have been avoiding you, I guess

'Cause when we speak, I forget, forget, forget
And when it hits me, it's further into my chest
You don't want me, forget, forget, forget
(Forget, forget, forget)

My voice puts sickness into my gut
And I can't believe I missed it once
I guess you did nothing wrong

And I swear, it wouldn't have mattered so much
None of this would be worth the fuss, if I hadn't been in love