Box-shaped Melody

I'm gonna tell you tomorrow...
might not even wait 'til today.
There's nothing in return you can borrow,
no good excuse left to say.
You hurt me not by your presence alone,
just looking at you feels like I'm not that grown.

We've been in better shape lately
whilst dragging the mud through the dirt.
We were just talking 'bout Chilton songs
and how we remembered the words.
You hurt me not by your silence alone
but looking at you feels like I'm coming home