Our Sofa (Acoustic)

Sunday afternoon

Time to drink the beer you left in the fridge

Here,

Without you

Six months, half a year

Netflix's asking if I'm still here

Am I? Here?

Without you

I can't find the remote control

Our sofa is full of holes

Maybe I lost you in one of those

With crumbs, words untold

Uhhh

Uhhh

Uhhh

Uhhh

Where do we go now from here?

Must be the beer, but I can't think a thing

Here

Without you

I can't find the remote control

Our sofa is full of holes

Maybe I lost you in one of those

With crumbs, words untold

I'll change my number

Change my street

A new sofa without you in

Without you

Without you