Verse Progression:
D F#m E A

Chorus/End Progression:
A E D A

-Verse 1-
Bit by bit, and piece by piece
it's adding up. The one I love loves me the least.

A growing need for apologies,
but when I'm wrong I'm weak in the knees.


-Chorus-
It's better now. Don't come back to me.
Let it be known I'm a liar and a thief.

What I stole is what I've said.
It's a shame our books been closed
because it's words have been bled.


-Verse 2-
Inch by inch, a foot to feet,
a growing gap, and the miles between.

A single lie becomes a beast.
It's adding up, the one I love loves me the least.


-End-
Breathing deep,
lying awake too alone to sleep.

It's in my mind and in my head.
There's a certain type of cold that lives in this bed.