Ellen Winter - Bedside

I don't hold anything against you
Or at least I'm trying not to
If you held me now I'd bruise
Still soft after losing myself in you

And sometimes I find
In the middle of the night
I'm wondering what the
Other half of your bed looks like
And if it's been filled
Like mine

I find it weird
How years of my life
Seem to have disappeared overnight
How long was I walking
With a ghost by my side?
I just wanted to be wanted
But you didn't want me right

And sometimes I find
In the middle of the night
I'm wondering what the
Other half of your bed looks like
And if it's been filled
Like mine

You say your conscience hurts like hell
And that you didn't treat me well
Wracked with guilt
You just had to tell
I know what you did
I lived it myself
You say your conscience hurts like hell
And that you didn't treat me well
Wracked with guilt
You just had to tell
I know what you did
'Cause I lived it myself
I lived it myself

Moving fast
But I feel slow
I'm not afraid to let go
Eventually, you'll find
Someone else to hold
But you never forget
The first person you truly know

Written by:
Charles Wanless, Christopher Littler, Ellen Winter

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