When I walk out on our war,
The last shot fired is a slammin' door,
When I can't take it any more,
An' just take a drive.
When the words that I just spoke,
Ran straight for your throat:
When I should hold you, but I don't;
I just turn out the light.
It doesn't mean I'm done.
It doesn't mean I'm givin' up on us.
It doesn't mean our love doesn't mean everything, 'cause it does.
It doesn't mean I'm gone.
Even when I do the things that I hate that I do.
It doesn't mean I don't love you.
When the words you mean don't cross my lips;
When I forget the goodbye kiss.
When you feel last on my list,
For the hundredth time.
When I'm out late with all my friends,
Lose track of time, an' don't shift gear.
When I' wrong, an' I know I am,
An' don't apologise.
It doesn't mean I'm done.
It doesn't mean I'm givin' up on us.
It doesn't mean our love doesn't mean everything, 'cause it does.
It doesn't mean I'm gone.
Even when I do the things that I hate that I do.
It doesn't mean I don't love you.
More than you'll ever know,
More than I'll let it show.
Bein' you an' me can be hard on us both.
Instrumental Break.
It doesn't mean I'm gone.
Even when I do the things that I hate that I do.
It doesn't mean I don't love you.
It doesn't mean I don't love you.
'Cause, baby, I love you.
