Me Without You
I'm like a car crash
ATM with no cash
Four walls, no roof
Guilty, no proof
I swear, that's the truth (yeah)
Empty matchbox
Treasure under padlocks
Always a block away, running twenty minutes late
Oh, I don't know what to do, yeah
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
This is me without you
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
On the sun, in the sky full of clouds
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, this is me without you
Spaceship that can't get off the ground
I don't know which way is up or down
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, this is me, yeah
I'm like a crime scene (yeah)
Brooklyn in the nineties
I'm a walkman, no tape, no God, beliefs
Damn, I don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, this is me without you
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
On the sun, in the sky full of clouds
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, this is me without you
Spaceship that can't get off the ground
I don't know which way is up or down
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, this is me without you
Me without you
Oh, this is me without you
Me without you
Electric body
I'ma need your therapy
'Cause I'm a star that's lost in your galaxy
When you're not on top of me
Oh, this is me without you
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, this is me without you
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
On the sun, in the sky full of clouds
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, this is me without you
Spaceship that can't get off the ground
I don't know which way is up or down
(Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, this is me without you
Me without you
Yeah, this is me without you
Me without you
Oh, this is me without you
Writer/s: Mads Langer, Evan Bogart, Stuart Crichton
