You're wearing that old t-shirt

Just past your knees with holes that show your skin

I wonder where it's been.

Never thought I was the jealous type

But now I'm thinking about your last time

The less I know, the less it hurts

But the more I think it just gets worse.

And I don't wanna fuck this up

I think I need a sedative to make it stop

A war between my heart and the head

That I just wanna put to rest

I been up all night losing sleep

Imagining the worst part of your history

Do I let it off my chest?

Or just leave it all unsaid?

Is there something in these waters, that makes me feel the way I feel?

Am I just carrying some baggage of a past that just won't heal?

Maybe it's just a t-shirt you like, ripped up and faded with time

I shouldn't care less even if it's from an ex 'cause you're lying next to me.

Oh and I don't wanna fuck this up

I think I need a sedative to make it stop

A war between my heart and the head

That I just wanna put to rest

I been up all night losing sleep

Imagining the worst part of your history

Do I let it off my chest?

Or just leave it all unsaid?

Should I leave it all unsaid?

Unsaid.