What's Left Of Me: Unplugged Songtext
von Grace VanderWaal

Eight months since I saw you
But I′m still in your bedroom
On my skin, I can feel you
Rotting in those blue sheets
Did you ever even love me?
Do I haunt you like you haunt me?

You own my hands, my lips, my cheek
Robbing me every time I speak
The marks that you left still crawl on me
What's left of me?


Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
Took what I had and then you left me for dead
Now I′m on my knees and I'm just trying to forget
Ooh, what would it take for you to finally leave?
I scrub my skin so hard that I start to bleed
Wonder if now it's just a part of me
Oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Mm-mm

And I know that I should have known better
But it was so cold in the middle of December
It′s almost been a year and I never thought I′d be in this room

But I feel you watch me while I sleep
The grease in my hair, the rot in my teeth
There's blood on your hands; I′m sorry I bleed
What's left of me?

Oh-oh-oh
Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
Took what I had and then you left me for dead
Now I′m on my knees and I just wanna forget
Oh-oh-ooh
What would it take for you to finally leave?
I scrub my skin so hard that I start to bleed
Wonder if now it's just a part of me

Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh