[Verse 1]
When you say goodbye
Could you say it like it's the last time?
Or would that make you cry?
So you hold it all inside
You write it down 'cause you can't make a sound
Like traces to be found

[Chorus 1]
Some are card stock with embossed letters
Some have tears where holes were meant to bind
Some are just flash paper with words so quickly penned
Burned never to be read ever again
Burned never to be read ever again
Burned never to be read ever again

[Verse 2]
If I could hear you speak those lines
'Stead of saying that you're fine
Or would that make you cry?
So you keep it all inside
You write it down 'cause you can't make a sound
Like traces to be found

[Chorus 2]
And a cigar box with notes and letters
And little things you usually pay no mind
Simple words mean more that all the syllables combined
Like "I love you"
And "I'll miss you too"
Like "I love you"
And "I'll miss you too"