Lyrics JP Saxe – Women Who Look Like You
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My heart is empty and my phone’s full of women who look like you
My heart is empty and my phone’s full of women who want me the way that I wanted you too
They all tell me how they fell for a song that I wrote for you
Women who look like you, women who look like you
I know I shouldn’t talk to you
I know I shouldn’t talk to you
I know how to not run to you
But I don’t know how not to want to
I know there ain’t a reason to
But I can find a reason to
I need somebody to be next to
I can’t even be alone with the thought of you
I know I can’t let myself close my eyes
It’s you that I come to every time
My heart is empty and my phone’s full of women who look like you
My heart is empty and my phone’s full of women who want me the way that I wanted you too
They all tell me how they fell for a song that I wrote for you
Women who look like you, women who look like you
It’s everyone I’m talkin’ to
It’s everyone I’m talkin’ to
I know it’s fucked up but it’s true
I’ve been chillin’ with easier versions of you
I know I can’t let myself close my eyes
It’s you that I come to every time
My heart is empty and my phone’s full of women who look like you
My heart is empty and my phone’s full of women who want me the way that I wanted you too
They all tell me how they fell for a song that I wrote for you
Women who look like you, women who look like you
It’s like, yeah…
It’s like Attack of the Clones when I’m scrolling through my call log these days
I been tryna call my old self and put me, him, and you on threeway, yeah
So I can tell, «Hey, stupid, stop falling more in love» with you each day, huh, yeah
I been finding bits of you in her, her, and her
Is your likeness frightening, or am I just hurt?
I wore the T that you bought me and I hate that shirt
I’m stuck on another planet tryna recreate terrain on your earth, momma
‘Cause when I start to rain
?
so I keep my words to a few
Her face, my hate, they just merge into you
I construct and I build me a version of you
My heart is empty and my phone’s full of women who look like you
My heart is empty and my phone’s full of women who want me the way that I wanted you too
They all tell me how they fell for a song that I wrote for you
Women who look like you, women who look like you