Small talk just doesn't feel like us, it doesn't fill me up the way that it used to
Always talking about running far away, the urge to escape, thought you'd take me with you
You're allowed to have your way and go
But you keep coming halfway back so I need you to know
That I'll never be the life of the party, and you'll never really say that you're sorry
And I'm done waiting 'cause you keep raining on my parade
And I'll never be exactly what you want, and you tell yourself that someday I'll come around and
Abandon my morals, miss you too much, and I'll change
Oh, but ooh the truth is I'm the sun and you're just getting burned by the rays
Small things just never did add up, 'cause I'd be sad and he'd be gone, told me I was too much
Wish I was more than mediocre, mascara-stained and scatterbrained, a hopeful teenage wanderer
I connect the dots and let you go
But you keep coming halfway back so I need you to know
That I'll never be the life of the party, and you'll never really say that you're sorry
And I'm done waiting 'cause you keep raining on my parade
And I'll never be exactly what you want, and you tell yourself that someday I'll come around and
Abandon my morals, miss you too much, and I'll change
Oh, but ooh the truth is I'm the sun and you're just getting burned by the rays
And I'll never be the one you chase after, and we'll never see a happy ever after
But I'm done turning the page on that one, I'm burning too bright to live in your shadow
You'll never have the eyes to really see me, but I know that you'll keep coming up with reasons
Why we should keep trying to make something happen again
But if you can't be happy and take me as I am, then we're back to the small talk again