[Intro] [Filtered piano, distant vocal echoes] I still sleep on my side Even though you’re not there Funny what the body remembers [Verse 1] I stopped leaving the hallway light on Stopped buying the coffee you drink Changed the sheets, moved the furniture Thought that might change how I think Your name doesn’t hurt like it used to I can hear it and carry on But I still make two cups on a Sunday Before I remember you’re gone You said I was difficult lately Said I wasn’t giving enough So I got better at saying sorry And worse at saying what I want I was checking the way that I spoke Every word before it came out You were getting a little more comfortable I was getting a little less loud [Pre-Chorus] And I don’t think you noticed How quiet I became You said things were getting better I was learning not to complain Now you’re telling all our friends That the ending set you free And I’m trying to remember Who I was before you needed [Chorus] Less of me, less of me You slept better next to me I lost sleep for weeks and weeks Trying to be what you said you need Less of me, less of me You got peace, I got dependency Now you talk so casually Like you didn’t plan a life with me Less of me, less of me You moved on so easily I still catch myself at three Moving over in my sleep Less of me, less of me You got better, I got less of me [Drop] [Emotional melodic dubstep chords over rolling Speed Garage drums] [Chopped female vocal melody: “less of me”] [Deep bass, shimmering synths, vocal echoes] [Instrumental] [Verse 2] I saw you outside the supermarket With somebody I don’t know You were laughing at something she told you In the car park by the road And I hated that I recognised The way you leaned against her car It’s the same way you used to stand When we’d talk for hours after dark I didn’t cry until the checkout When the cashier asked if I was alright I said, “Yeah, just a long week.” She said, “Tell me about it.” I smiled Then I drove the longer way home Past the place we nearly bought Still got the listing saved somewhere Like that means anything at all [Pre-Chorus] And I don’t think you meant it When you said I’d be okay You were already getting over us While I was begging you to stay Now I’m sleeping with the television Just to fill the empty room And I hate that I’m still missing Someone I was disappearing into [Chorus] Less of me, less of me You slept better next to me I lost sleep for weeks and weeks Trying to be what you said you need Less of me, less of me You got peace, I got dependency Now you talk so casually Like you didn’t plan a life with me Less of me, less of me You moved on so easily I still catch myself at three Moving over in my sleep Less of me, less of me You got better, I got less of me [Drop 2] [Heavier melodic dubstep bass with skippy garage percussion] [Pitch-shifted vocal chops: “less / less of me”] [Wide emotional synth chords] [Instrumental] [Bridge] [Stripped piano, intimate female vocals] I used to think that loving someone Meant adjusting till you fit Giving up the little things And never making much of it So I stopped going out on Fridays Stopped playing music in the car Stopped calling people you disliked Stopped asking where you are And you never had to tell me To become somebody new You just made it so much easier To be smaller next to you [Soft harmonies enter] And the worst part isn’t losing you Or watching you move on It’s that I don’t know what I like anymore Or what I did before you came along [Final Chorus] [Soaring female harmonies, powerful melodic chords] Less of me, less of me You slept better next to me I lost sleep for weeks and weeks Trying to be what you said you need Less of me, less of me You got peace, I got dependency Now you talk so casually Like you didn’t plan a life with me Less of me, less of me You moved on so easily I still catch myself at three Moving over in my sleep Less of me, less of me You got better, I got less of me [Final Drop] [Massive emotional melodic dubstep and Speed Garage fusion] [Chopped female vocal lead: “less of me”] [Soaring supersaws, heavy melodic bass, skippy drums] [Extended instrumental] [Outro] [Soft piano, filtered garage percussion] I slept through the night on Tuesday First time in a month or two Woke up right in the middle Of the space I saved for you Didn’t even notice Till the afternoon Maybe there’s a little more of me Coming back into the room
