I kept our memories in a bottle But I guess I should've burned them Thinking about you never got me very far And I wish that you would feel a little empty So you could feel the same as me But for now I guess I'll do my best To keep you out of frame You're the centerpiece To everything that's wrong with me Stop calling 'Cause I owe you nothing 'Cause I still get choked up on the bitter taste of your last name And I still get bruises from the sound of you on the other end And maybe I should just get off my ass and call you back But I'm too busy wandering away from everything that's good for me And I guess I miss the way your hair smelled just like lavender But I don't miss the butterflies and how they made my stomach hurt I'm all tied up in knots as I pace around in the parking lot of your apartment When I really should go home instead You're the centerpiece To everything that's wrong with me Stop calling 'Cause I owe you nothing 'Cause I still get choked up on the bitter taste of your last name And I still get bruises from the sound of you on the other end And maybe I should just get off my ass and call you back But I'm too busy wandering away from everything that's good for me And maybe I should just get off my ass and call you back But I'm too busy wandering away from everything that's good for me