Testo There's No You Space
Especially when you're sleeping alone
But I still have that painting
We bought in Rome
The one I hated and you adored
Now I own
Thereâs no you
Whatâs the point without you
Thereâs no you
Whatâs the point without you
My friends think Iâm wasting
My whole life away
But Iâm not the type to cry in my liquor
Iâll do my crying in private
And cry myself to sleep
At least I wonât cry in public places
But I still have that painting
We bought in Rome
The one I hated and you adored
And now I own
Thereâs no you
Whatâs the point without you
Thereâs no you
Whatâs the point without you
Some folks say itâs all about survival
And wiping the floor with all your rivals
But you were too bright and oh so full of culture
And I prayed on you like a big old fat vulture
Just circling high above your halo
Thereâs no you
Whatâs the point without you
thereâs no you
Whatâ the point without you