Smell of This Place - The Early November

The smell of this place without you

The thought of your voice not here

The look in my eyes as I’m telling myself

that it’s all been worth it

So come on don’t let me down

There’s plenty of time left now

To tell myself that it’s all in my head

and it’s all been worth it

It has all been worth all the way.

The smell of this room without you

The thought of you laying here

The look in my eyes as I’m begging myself

to be all this with it.

So come on don’t let me down

There’s plenty of time left now

To tell myself that it’s all in my head

and it’s all been worth it

Yea it has all been worth all of it.

Nothing but great lines define my life.

I’ve got these great lines defining my life.

But it’s all been worth it.

Yea it’s all been worth it.

Yea it’s all been worth it.