Space For Me

Wesley Tucker

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    Why the hell are you still in my head?
    So much that I wish I never said
    Now you leave my text on read
    I remember sleeping over in your bed
    Watching movies, overeating, sipping gin
    Wish that I could do it all again
    You don't even treat me like a friend
    But you still got my heart in your hands

    Swear you got my second-guessing myself
    Anxiety taking over my mind now
    Guess the game's over, ain't no time outs
    Try to find out in my house
    To tied down in your life than mine now
    Say my goodbyes, light a spliff and lie down
    Look at your eyes in the Sun, they're light brown
    Is there space for me in your memory?
    (Oh, oh-oh)
    Save some space for me in your memory
    (Oh, oh-oh)
    Is there space for me in your memories?

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    Why the hell are you still in my head?
    So much that I wish I never said
    Now you leave my text on read (oh-oh, oh)
    I remember sleeping over in your bed (oh)
    Watching movies, overeating, sipping gin
    I wish that I could do it all again
    You don't even treat me like a friend
    But you still got my heart in your hands
    (Still got my heart in your hands)
    But you don't even think about me now and then
    Airing all our laundry to all our friends
    For you it's like a game, it was all pretend
    Tryna get away, I keep falling in (falling in)

    Here we go, here we go again
    Feel like I can't hold it in
    Tryna make my vision clear
    Looking through this broken mirror
    Wondering why you're not there
    But that my pain alone to bear
    Let's be honest you don't care
    I'll set you free it's only fair (fair)
    (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
    (Ha-ah, ah)
    (Yeah)
    (Why?)

    Why the hell are you still in my head? (Why the hell are you still in my head?)
    So much that I wish I never said (I wish, I wish, I wish I never said)
    Now you leave my text on read (oh)
    I remember sleeping over in your bed (oh, whoa)
    Watching movies, overeating, sipping gin
    I wish that I could do it all again (again)
    You don't even treat me like a friend (like a friend)
    But you still got my heart in your hands (in your hands)

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    Composición: James Robinson, Wesley Tucker y Sebastián Zapata

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