Lyrics to How I Waited
How I waited back on the corner
For you to make me see straight again
I could steal your heart in picture
But I don't think it's getting better
You swore that you'd be alright
But you're not
You swore that you'd be fine
But you're not
And I'm sorry about it
I'm just tired of wasting time.
I killed another one tonight
I can't stop myself from crying
I killed another girl tonight
I just can't help myself anymore
And your Dad swore you would be fine
But he lied
Your Mom said stop calling nights, leave sometimes
And your grave has never looked so good as it does in the daylight
I'm tired of wasting time
I'm tired of wasting time
It's October the 22nd, now.
It's been three days since I felt it
It's October the 22nd, now.
It's been three years since you left me.
For below... oh. oh. oh.
Your Dad swore you would be fine
But, God he lies
Your Mom said stop calling nights, Andy, leave sometimes.
And your grave has never looked as good as it does in the daylight.
I'm tired of wasting time
On a body that has no life
On a rhythm that has no rhyme.
Tonight.
For you to make me see straight again
I could steal your heart in picture
But I don't think it's getting better
You swore that you'd be alright
But you're not
You swore that you'd be fine
But you're not
And I'm sorry about it
I'm just tired of wasting time.
I killed another one tonight
I can't stop myself from crying
I killed another girl tonight
I just can't help myself anymore
And your Dad swore you would be fine
But he lied
Your Mom said stop calling nights, leave sometimes
And your grave has never looked so good as it does in the daylight
I'm tired of wasting time
I'm tired of wasting time
It's October the 22nd, now.
It's been three days since I felt it
It's October the 22nd, now.
It's been three years since you left me.
For below... oh. oh. oh.
Your Dad swore you would be fine
But, God he lies
Your Mom said stop calling nights, Andy, leave sometimes.
And your grave has never looked as good as it does in the daylight.
I'm tired of wasting time
On a body that has no life
On a rhythm that has no rhyme.
Tonight.
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