Dessa - Half of You lyrics
[Dessa - Half of You lyrics]
They say that your heart is
The size of your fist
I can tell you firsthand
I know how that glove fit's
It takes your whole life just
To teach it two tricks:
It beats and it attacks
And in between is all of love and loss
Attraction
You live your life between contractions
And you and I, we do just that
Oh, but what if I could cure me of you?
Am I so sure which pill I'd choose?
Maybe I'm happier with half of you
Than I'd be with clean but empty rooms
In the mess it's made of us
There's still so much to lose
The key I swallowed, the lock you picked
All these spinning bottles
And I'm still the mark you missed
We should be a settled argument
But, I can't do that
I can't remove the screws of my own youth
Can't just pull out all the
Fuses and start anew
Can't erase and can't undo my past with you
And I know it's it's not the sort of thing
You're supposed to show, if
You can, you're supposed to try to let it go
You just shoulder what you can
And soldier through
But what if I could cure me of you?
Am I so sure which pill I'd choose?
Maybe I'm happier with half of you
Than I'd be with clean but empty rooms
In the mess it's made of us
There's still so much to lose
I get this feeling when I'm
Far away from home
That I don't know the girl I'd be
If we'd left well enough alone
But what is well enough?
But what is well enough
(what is well enough) alone, alone?
But what if I could cure me of you?
(If I could cure me of you)
Am I so sure which pill I'd choose?
(If I could cure myself)
Maybe I'm happier with half of you
Than I'd be with clean but empty rooms
In the mess it's made of us
There's still so much to lose
Maybe I'm happier with half of you
Than I'd be with clean but empty rooms
In the mess it's made of us
There's still so much
There's still so much left to lose
The size of your fist
I can tell you firsthand
I know how that glove fit's
It takes your whole life just
To teach it two tricks:
It beats and it attacks
And in between is all of love and loss
Attraction
You live your life between contractions
And you and I, we do just that
Oh, but what if I could cure me of you?
Am I so sure which pill I'd choose?
Maybe I'm happier with half of you
Than I'd be with clean but empty rooms
In the mess it's made of us
There's still so much to lose
The key I swallowed, the lock you picked
All these spinning bottles
And I'm still the mark you missed
We should be a settled argument
But, I can't do that
I can't remove the screws of my own youth
Can't just pull out all the
Fuses and start anew
Can't erase and can't undo my past with you
And I know it's it's not the sort of thing
You're supposed to show, if
You can, you're supposed to try to let it go
You just shoulder what you can
And soldier through
But what if I could cure me of you?
Am I so sure which pill I'd choose?
Maybe I'm happier with half of you
Than I'd be with clean but empty rooms
In the mess it's made of us
There's still so much to lose
I get this feeling when I'm
Far away from home
That I don't know the girl I'd be
If we'd left well enough alone
But what is well enough?
But what is well enough
(what is well enough) alone, alone?
But what if I could cure me of you?
(If I could cure me of you)
Am I so sure which pill I'd choose?
(If I could cure myself)
Maybe I'm happier with half of you
Than I'd be with clean but empty rooms
In the mess it's made of us
There's still so much to lose
Maybe I'm happier with half of you
Than I'd be with clean but empty rooms
In the mess it's made of us
There's still so much
There's still so much left to lose