Song for Me
I have a place that I'd like to call home
You've got this look on your face
You're looking at me like a dog with a bone
How many times do I have to decline?
These things that you've said all get into my head
But every time that I see you, these feelings start to bleed through
I'm bleeding out, it's the end now
And something starts to creep out
Now I see what my dreams would look like from the passenger seat
I'll just sit and complain about stupid shit that I can't change
Oh, oh, ah-ah-ah, oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-ah
Now that you're gone, I can think for myself
Things I would normally leave on the shelf
But every time that I see you, these feelings start to bleed through
I'm bleeding out, it's the end now
And something starts to creep out
Now I see what my dreams would look like from the passenger seat
I'll just sit and complain about stupid shit that I can't change
Oh, oh, ah-ah-ah, oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-ah
Now that you've done it, you finally got in my head
Oh, how you've spun it, I'm finally caught in your web
Oh, I could gun it, I'd probably just end up dead
But how could I tell you why?
Why, oh-oh
But now I've seen what my dreams would look like from the passenger seat
I'll just sit and complain about stupid shit that I can't change
Oh, oh, ah-ah-ah, oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-ah
You've got this look on your face
You're looking at me like a dog with a bone
How many times do I have to decline?
These things that you've said all get into my head
But every time that I see you, these feelings start to bleed through
I'm bleeding out, it's the end now
And something starts to creep out
Now I see what my dreams would look like from the passenger seat
I'll just sit and complain about stupid shit that I can't change
Oh, oh, ah-ah-ah, oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-ah
Now that you're gone, I can think for myself
Things I would normally leave on the shelf
But every time that I see you, these feelings start to bleed through
I'm bleeding out, it's the end now
And something starts to creep out
Now I see what my dreams would look like from the passenger seat
I'll just sit and complain about stupid shit that I can't change
Oh, oh, ah-ah-ah, oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-ah
Now that you've done it, you finally got in my head
Oh, how you've spun it, I'm finally caught in your web
Oh, I could gun it, I'd probably just end up dead
But how could I tell you why?
Why, oh-oh
But now I've seen what my dreams would look like from the passenger seat
I'll just sit and complain about stupid shit that I can't change
Oh, oh, ah-ah-ah, oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-ah
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Ovalle, Seth Thomson, Josiah Ziegler, Corbin Jacques
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