I'd put another quarter in the telephone
And tell you what I'm really thinking while I'm so far away from home
If I could stand to hear your tears fall
Or sit there silent watching your lips dry up at all
I might still be there with you
I might still be there right now

But I'm taking the cowards way out
Isn't that what you always called me? You were joking but now

If the shoe fits, then wear it
If the heart rips, then tear it
Stay as long as you can bear it
Then pull back, and retreat
Why do I keep tripping on my feet?

I would write you a letter from my heart
If I could still hear it beating, if it wasn't torn apart
If I could stand to hear your shaky voice
Or just sit there and watch you make the wrong choice
I might still be there with you
I might still be there right now

But I'm taking the cowards way out
Isn't that what you always called me? You were joking but now

If the shoe fits, then wear it
If the heart rips, then tear it
Stay as long as you can bear it
Then pull back, and retreat
Why do I keep tripping on my feet?
Why do I keep tripping on my feet?

If the shoe fits, then wear it
If the heart rips, then tear it
Stay as long as you can bear it
Then pull back, and retreat
Then pull back, and retreat
Then pull back, and retreat
Why do I keep tripping on my feet?