My friends all warned me about you, specificly
so I guess I can't be shocked, upset, or angry.
I just wish you would've let me help you pack
and move back to your old life
so I would've known you remember everything.
I wanted to slip notes in your shirts
that you could find back in New York
that would've made you smile on the bad days
I just wanted to make you smile.

I'm a simple man, and I don't want much
and I don't have much to offer
except myself.

And it's not like you broke my heart
because hearts can't break, cos they're muscles and not bones.
For a few days though, it was harder to get out of bed
cos it hurt me real bad
and I'm not that strong.
And I will wonder how you're doing
but I'll never know
cos we don't talk
and I'm way too stubborn to break that silence.

I'm a simple man and I don't want much
and I don't have much to offer
except myself.

And I know that I said some things
cos I always say some things
cos I'm addicted to honesty.
And honestly I understand the circumstances of your departure
I just think the both of us
could've handled it much better.

These past two months haven't been bad
finished the shed off with my dad
and wondered if anything would have been different
if you hadn't left.

I'm a simple man and I don't have much to offer
but I offered what I could, it's all right.
I'm a simple man and I don't have much to offer
but I layed awake with you that whole night.
I'm a simple man and I don't have much to offer
but I don't think that I'm that bad of a guy.