I don't wanna be the girl that has to fill the silence
The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth

I learned the hard way
That they all say things you want to hear

The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your home town
I need to be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, Serenity

I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest
Or the girl who never wants to be alone

Made room for me but it's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands

I'm unusually hard to hold on to
Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well, but you make this hard on me