Lyrics to Small Things
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Heard your name just as I was headin' home the other day
And I swear, I couldn't even sit up straight
I swallowed hard
I found your shirt cleanin' my apartment and it made it worse
And I swear you couldn't even see the hurt
I swallowed hard
And when my friends ask how I'm doing
I say, "I'm great now," but the truth is
I'm getting good at holding it in
All my emotions, all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things
I saw your car, it wasn't you, but for a minute, thought it was
I swear to God, I almost didn't think of us
I swallowed hard
And when my friends ask how I'm doing
I say, "I'm great now," but the truth is
I'm getting good at holding it in
All my emotions, all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things
All the small things
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah
This city has your fingerprints all over it
And I can't even think about how someday she will too
And I know I'll get over it, 'cause that's just what I'll do
But what really kills me is everything I got used to
I'm getting good at holding it in (And I've been holding it in)
All my emotions (All my emotions), all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things
Oh, it's all the small things
Ooh
It's always just the small things
Yeah
Oh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Heard your name just as I was headin' home the other day
And I swear, I couldn't even sit up straight
I swallowed hard
I found your shirt cleanin' my apartment and it made it worse
And I swear you couldn't even see the hurt
I swallowed hard
And when my friends ask how I'm doing
I say, "I'm great now," but the truth is
I'm getting good at holding it in
All my emotions, all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things
I saw your car, it wasn't you, but for a minute, thought it was
I swear to God, I almost didn't think of us
I swallowed hard
And when my friends ask how I'm doing
I say, "I'm great now," but the truth is
I'm getting good at holding it in
All my emotions, all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things
All the small things
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah
This city has your fingerprints all over it
And I can't even think about how someday she will too
And I know I'll get over it, 'cause that's just what I'll do
But what really kills me is everything I got used to
I'm getting good at holding it in (And I've been holding it in)
All my emotions (All my emotions), all my feelings
But the more that I fight them, the bigger they seem
What really kills me is all the small things
Oh, it's all the small things
Ooh
It's always just the small things
Yeah
Oh