Blanked Out

So, tell me where we go from here?
And is it better to be full of fear
Than to be hateful?
I don't know

Is there something better out there?
I thought that I'd remember
What you said to me
What you said to me
I swear I can't remember
What you said to me
What you said to me

I tried to reach you
But I think you've blanked me out
So, tell me what I want to hear
Pull up a chair and bend my ear
I'll hang on every syllable

There's nothing better out there
I thought that I'd remember
What you said to me
What you said to me
I swear I can't remember
What you said to me
What you said to me

It might be too late
Feels like you've blanked me out
I tried to reach you
But I think you've blanked me out