Is It Just Me? (with Emily Burns)

It's been way too long for me to find it this hard
Sitting alone, my fingers picking the sofa apart
An attempt to distract from the fact that I miss you
I wonder if your friends have had to carry you home
And stay for the night because they don't wanna leave you alone
Well, before it was fun, it's becoming an issue
I know it's cruel
But I kind of hope you're tortured too
Tell me does your heart stop at the party when my name drops?
Like you're stood at the platform when the trains cross?
Are you hurting? Yeah, you must be
Or is it just me?
Tongue tied, screaming on the inside
When I say that we broke up and they ask why
Are you crying in the shower like a freak?
Or is it just me?
It's been three months and two days and five hours
Since I walked away, and we left it so sour, I know
That you're probably thinking you're better without me
And all my days have turned cold but not as cold as your shoulder
I've been thinking it over while I drink myself sober again
Please understand
That I know it's cruel
But I kind of hope you're tortured too
Tell me does your heart stop at the party when my name drops?
Like you're stood at the platform when the trains cross?
Are you hurting? Yeah, you must be
Or is it just me?
Tongue tied, screaming on the inside
When I say that we broke up and they ask why
Are you crying in the shower like a freak?
Or is it just me?
'Cause this would be one whole lot easier
God, I know that's selfish but it's true
If underneath some calm exterior
You're all fucked up too
Tell me does your heart stop at the party when my name drops?
Like you're stood at the platform when the trains cross?
Are you hurting? Yeah, you must be
Or is it just me?
Tongue tied, screaming on the inside
When I say that we broke up and they ask why
Are you crying in the shower like a freak?
With only cigarettes for company?
Are you crying in the shower like a freak?
Or is it just me?