[drum fill]
♪ [dark, ethereal rock music] ♪
♪
I must have walked a hundred 
miles in these old shoes.
I tried to sell my soul but
both of them are worn through.
I dragged my feet,
you dragged my name.
I'm sick of it.
I always try to pick my battles 
but I never seem to win one. 
I've taken chances worse than
one in a million.
I changed my tune
to play for you.
Oh...
I need space.
(yeah)
I need space.
(yeah)
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ahhh-ooh.
I need space.
(yeah)
I need space.
(yeah)
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ahhh-ooh.
I must have cut you somewhere
underneath the surface.
I don't know how, I only know 
I don't deserve this.
I could not breathe,
you would not leave.
I'm sick of it.
I always try to pick my battles
but I never seem to win one.
I've taken chances worse than 
one in a million.
I lose myself when I'm with you.
I need space.
(yeah)
I need space.
(yeah)
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ahhh-ooh.
I need space.
(yeah)
I need space.
(yeah)
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ahhh-ooh.
I said I needed some space,
‘cause...
I've got no time, 
got no patience;
living in fear and frustration
'cause I'm still on your side. 
♪ Yeah...
I'm still on your side. 
I'm still on your side,
even though....
I need space.
(yeah)
I need space.
(yeah)
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ahhh-ooh.
I need space.
(yeah)
I need space.
(yeah)
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ooh.
♪ Oh-ah-ahhh-ooh.
♪ [calm, steady guitar riff]
♪
[static]
