I’m always exhausted
By the time that you go
Carrying this smile
Is a heavy load

You talk like it’s nothing
And I guess I do too
She laughs like you’re perfect
But I know that’s not true

Cause I’ve seen the anger
And I’ve heard the words
Hiding in my bedroom
What’s different about her?

You made me a cliche
A billboard for heartache
I just write sad songs
When it’s all going right

And when it comes to mistakes
You talk a real good game
You could charm any rattlesnake
That looked in your eyes

I’ve held on for too long
Hell, I’m 25
You’d think I’d let go by now
Of 2005

But in more than one way
I’ve got you to thank
The original muse
Of my first heartbreak

You made me a cliche
A billboard for heartache
I just write sad songs
When it’s all going right

And when it comes to mistakes
You talk a real good game
You could charm any rattlesnake
That looked in your eyes