Turn over to the clock and it's 3 am, I guess that's routine at this rate
It's a fuzzy mess and one that I hate, I wish I could turn the clocks back
Used to have plans now I have far too much space, each day is a waste it seems
But the thing I hate most, is I lie awake, cuz your face won't leave my dreams
I've been told that it gets easier, but silence is all I've heard from you
And this emptiness feels like a mistake
But if space is what you wanted and I just have to wait for that to change
I can skip sleeping for days
Flip on the radio and I hear a song, that I never liked anyways
I tell my friends that I'm doing great, they don't even see through my act
We had these plans now I have, melancholy nights
I'm done trying to fight with myself
I've been told that it gets easier, but silence is all I've heard from you
And this emptiness feels like a mistake
But if space is what you wanted and I just have to wait for that to change
I can skip sleeping for days
When I'm thinking, it leads to these feelings
I know that aren't good for me
But I can't help thinking, or constantly reliving
Each day a thousand memories
I've been told that it gets easier, but silence is all I've heard from you
And this emptiness feels like a mistake
But if space is what you wanted and I just have to wait for that to change
I can skip sleeping for days
But if space is what you wanted and I just have to wait for that to change
I can skip sleeping for days