You Can Take Whats Left by The Extrangers Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dreaming of you
It’s all I had to do
Wake again to realize
That none of this was true
[Chorus 1]
You’ve taken all my money
And my time now just feels wasted
Memories of better days
Were copied and then pasted
Arguments with documents
Reap seeds that you have sown
You can take the numbers
Off my phone
[Verse 2]
Hopes of settled scores
New apartment doors
Pixelated photographs
Of melancholy whores
[Chorus 2]
You’ve taken all my money
And my time now just feels wasted
Memories of better days
Were copied and then pasted
Once you see the thing you miss
It’s hard to let it go
Since I took your number
Off my phone
[Bridge]
You take away the threads
We had of hopeless dreams
Sometimes the fabrics rip
Between the mended seams
I’ll play along again
As your Victim of theft
After I’ve lost myself
You can take what’s left
[Verse 3]
Feel it in my skin
Fleeting sinking in
Facing expectations
Asking “Where do I begin?”
[Chorus 3]
I guess it doesn’t matter now
Or if you’re standing in the crowd
Lost in my hypocrisy
This just wasn’t meant to be
There’s no use in calling back
I’m better off alone
You can take my number
Out your phone
Dreaming of you
It’s all I had to do
Wake again to realize
That none of this was true
[Chorus 1]
You’ve taken all my money
And my time now just feels wasted
Memories of better days
Were copied and then pasted
Arguments with documents
Reap seeds that you have sown
You can take the numbers
Off my phone
[Verse 2]
Hopes of settled scores
New apartment doors
Pixelated photographs
Of melancholy whores
[Chorus 2]
You’ve taken all my money
And my time now just feels wasted
Memories of better days
Were copied and then pasted
Once you see the thing you miss
It’s hard to let it go
Since I took your number
Off my phone
[Bridge]
You take away the threads
We had of hopeless dreams
Sometimes the fabrics rip
Between the mended seams
I’ll play along again
As your Victim of theft
After I’ve lost myself
You can take what’s left
[Verse 3]
Feel it in my skin
Fleeting sinking in
Facing expectations
Asking “Where do I begin?”
[Chorus 3]
I guess it doesn’t matter now
Or if you’re standing in the crowd
Lost in my hypocrisy
This just wasn’t meant to be
There’s no use in calling back
I’m better off alone
You can take my number
Out your phone