Left Behind
Alright, let's go
I'm clinging onto you so tight
I know it hurts just a little
You say we will be alright
But I have my doubts
It's better to be holding you
While you pass through
Than not holding you at all
An elephant is in the room
Don't look and don't try to feed it
You always want me on your terms
You can't have your cake and eat it
I don't want you to go without me
But when you do, won't you
Put yourself in my shoes
'Cause I know this feeling
I'm so tired of being
Left behind (left behind)
Left behind (every time)
Awake, in bed, in my own head
One day rolls into another
You look like you've been having fun
At least that's what I told my mother
Maybe it's better to not have someone at all
And no one else can let you down
When they forget to call
And I keep having this weird dream
Where you're going off to war
And I'm just left there in the kitchen
Staring at the door
I think I'm done with this
'Cause if you've got no one, at least you've got no one to miss
Is it better to be holding you
While you pass through
Or not holding you at all?
Oh, I don't want you to go without me
But when you do, won't you
Put yourself in my shoes?
Because I know this feeling
I'm so tired of dreaming
That you're not leaving
Oh, I'm so tired of being
Left behind (left behind)
Left behind (every time)
Left behind
I'm clinging onto you so tight
I know it hurts just a little
You say we will be alright
But I have my doubts
It's better to be holding you
While you pass through
Than not holding you at all
An elephant is in the room
Don't look and don't try to feed it
You always want me on your terms
You can't have your cake and eat it
I don't want you to go without me
But when you do, won't you
Put yourself in my shoes
'Cause I know this feeling
I'm so tired of being
Left behind (left behind)
Left behind (every time)
Awake, in bed, in my own head
One day rolls into another
You look like you've been having fun
At least that's what I told my mother
Maybe it's better to not have someone at all
And no one else can let you down
When they forget to call
And I keep having this weird dream
Where you're going off to war
And I'm just left there in the kitchen
Staring at the door
I think I'm done with this
'Cause if you've got no one, at least you've got no one to miss
Is it better to be holding you
While you pass through
Or not holding you at all?
Oh, I don't want you to go without me
But when you do, won't you
Put yourself in my shoes?
Because I know this feeling
I'm so tired of dreaming
That you're not leaving
Oh, I'm so tired of being
Left behind (left behind)
Left behind (every time)
Left behind
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Writer(s): Orla Gartland
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