Lewis Capaldi —
Forget me

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Lyrics and Music by Lewis Capaldi, Michael Pollack, Philip Plested, Tom Barnes, Benjamin Kohn, Pete Kelleher

Days ache and nights are long,
Two years and still you’re not gone.
Guess I’m still holding on.
Drag my name through the dirt,
Somehow it doesn’t hurt though.
Guess you’re still holding on.
You told your friends you want me dead
And said that I did everything wrong,
And you’re not wrong.

Well, I’ll take all the vitriol,
But not the thought of you moving on.

Chorus:
     ‘Cause I’m not ready
     To find out you know how to forget me.
     I’d rather hear how much you regret me
     And pray to God that you never met me,
     Than forget me.

     Oh-ooh-oh, I hate to know
     I made you cry,
     But love to know I cross your mind.
     Babe, oh I.
     Even aftеr all, it’d still wreck me
     To find out you’d know
     How to forget mе.
     Even after all this time.

Days ache and nights are grey,
My heart is still your place, babe.
Guess I still feel the same.
Know you can’t stand my face,
Some scars you can’t erase, babe.
Guess you still feel the same.

Well, I’ll take all the vitriol,
But not the thought of you moving on.

Chorus:
     ‘Cause I’m not ready
     To find out you know how to forget me.
     I’d rather hear how much you regret me
     And pray to God
     That you never met me,
     Than forget me.

     Oh-ooh-oh, I hate to know
     I made you cry,
     But love to know I cross your mind.
     Babe, oh I.
     Even aftеr all it’d still wreck me
     To find out you’d know
     How to forget mе.
     Even after all this time.

Bridge:
   I’m not ready to let you forget me,
   To let you forget me,
   To let you for, oh-ooh.
   I’m not ready to let you forget me,
   To let you forget me,
   To let you for, oh-ooh.
   (Even after all this time.)

   I’m not ready to let you forget me,
   To let you forget me,
   To let you for, oh-ooh.
   I’m not ready to let you forget me,
   To let you forget me, to let you for…

Chorus:
     ‘Cause I’m not ready
     To find out you know how to forget me.
     I’d rather hear how much you regret me
     And pray to God that you never met me,
     Than forget me.

     Oh-ooh-oh, I hate to know I made you cry,
     But love to know I cross your mind.
     Babe, oh I.
     Even aftеr all it’d still wreck me
     To find out you’d know
     How to forget mе.
     Even after all this time.