Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Gorman
Songwriter
Claudio Tristano
Songwriter
Lyrics
I haven't read the Bible yet, like everyone suggested
But I read all that text, that's like 80 hours worth of messages
And I just cancelled my first call with my therapist
But I watched all the videos you took of us, a hundred fucking times
And every time I cry, you're nothing
Girl, you love me, I can see it in your face
I can hear it in your voice
I can read it in the text you sent me
Girl, I love you every second of every day
There's so much I wish I could say
All I can do is sing and hope somewhere you swear
Maybe you're singing with me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Girl, why'd you take her away?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
She should be more than a memory
I haven't started living like I promised at your funeral
I fell right back into work and the bullshit that awaited my return
My days look a lot like they looked when you were with me
I just replaced all the laughing with crying and kissing
With pictures of us kissing and nothing
Girl, you love me, I can see it in your face
I can hear it in your voice
I can read it in the text you sent me
And girl, I love you every second of every day
There's so much I wish I could say
All I can do is sing and hope somewhere you swear
Maybe you're singing with me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Girl, why'd you take her away?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
She should be more than a memory
She should be more than a memory
She should be a mother, she should be a wife
She should be a dancer, busy day and night
She should be a sister and a daughter and a friend
When everybody's sleeping, I stay open, I pretend like
I gave her a ring and I kissed her after work
I should be the father of the daughter she deserved
She should have gotten old and happy in her bed
We shouldn't have to make mistakes
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
She should be a mother, she should be a wife
She should be a dancer, busy day and night
She should be a sister and a daughter and a friend
When everybody's sleeping, I stay open, I pretend like
I gave her a ring and I kissed her after work
I should be the father of the daughter she deserved
She should have gotten old and happy in her bed
We shouldn't have to make mistakes
Writer(s): Claudio Tristano, Daniel Gorman
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