It's like we're only honest on the weekend
Only when we're out our minds
Now we're trying to swim in the deep end
Different people, different times
You got troubles with your mother
Then you make me suffer
Mistakes I haven't made
And I got problems with my father
It's hard to love another
Without being afraid
Well, maybe we need space
Space
Well, maybe we need space
Space
I thought it would take a conversation
But now we've spent a week apart
It feels like we're losing our patience (Patience)
Trying to find each other in the dark
You brush mountains under carpets
Hoping it's forgotten
Until another day
And I just wanna talk it over
Try and pull us closer
But you just run away
Well, maybe we need space
Space
Well, maybe we need space
Space
In the distance
In-between us
We can find our way home
And if you want to
Be how we used to
We just need some time alone
Oh, you got troubles with your mother
Then you make me suffer
Mistakes I haven't made
And I just wanna talk it over
Try and pull us closer
But you just run away
Well, maybe we need space
Space
Well, maybe we need space
Space
Well, maybe we need
Maybe we need
Maybe we need
Space
Space
Space
It's like we're only honest on the weekend
And now we're running out of time
Becky Hill:
