Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grace Pitts
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cyrus Villanueva
Songwriter
Grace Pitts
Songwriter
Rory Adams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cyrus Villanueva
Producer
George Nicholas
Mixing Engineer
Leon Zervos
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I'm sleepless on this red eye, I'm talking to this new guy
he kinda has your blue eyes
And I hope that you're unhappy, because that's easier to carry than the thought of what could have been
But nights are harder, day time is easy
fill it with all my friends so I forget that you're not with me
got trouble sleeping your space is empty
Your sides cold
be seeing bits of you wherever I go
and when I'm finally happy, who do I call?
Nobody knows me like you do
what the hell am I supposed to do?
am I wrong for thinking maybe you might turn around
tell me it's not her and you love now
nobody loves you like I do
what the hell am I supposed to do?
the songs we used to dance to, the ones we fell in love to now I can't let them play through
and that playground near our old house when I walk past, I just look down
But nights are harder, day time is easy
fill it with all my friends so I forget that you're not with me
got trouble sleeping your space is empty
Your sides cold
be seeing bits of you wherever I go
and when I'm finally happy, who do I call?
Nobody knows me like you do
what the hell am I supposed to do?
am I wrong for thinking maybe you might turn around
tell me it's not her and you love now
nobody loves you like I do
what the hell am I supposed to do?
What'd I do.. Do I wait for you?
Your sides cold, be seeing bits of you wherever I go
When I'm finally happy, who do I call?
Written by: Cyrus Villanueva, Grace Pitts, Rory Adams


