The Kitchen Floor Video (MV)

I don't know why I've chosen this time
To talk about things that we'd rather ignore
But let's lay it out on the kitchen floor

With water spots and dirty dishes stacked up in the sink
No, it doesn't feel forced
But I want to say this before

We make another mistake
We make another foul in the record book
We keep tucked under our beds

But let's be honest, my dear
We don't need a paper copy
No, it's all in our heads
It's all in our heads

Cause I'm hurt, I'm tired of feeling like
A monster in your eyes
A monster in your eyes
Cause I'm hurt, I'm tired of feeling like
Your daughter in disguise
Your daughter in disguise

I don't know why I've chosen this time
To talk it all out
But it feels like a game
That we've never played

And it's selfish I know
I'm so lucky in having you both
But I just have to say
It's hard feeling this way

Cause I'm hurt, I'm tired of feeling like
I'm wasted goods to you
Wasted goods to you
Cause I'm hurt, I'm tired of feeling like
I can't say I love you
Will you say I love you too?

I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you