

(mmmmm-ahhh) Folded the letters I'll never send
Tracing the path where the promises bend
You wanted a portrait of perfect design But I cannot paint with
a boundary line
Now the walls are closing in
Where do your rules end and I begin?
Take the hint! This is it!
Oh, Get over it…!
I packed my bags… said Goodnight
.. now I’m waiting for the fake goodbyes…
Walking away on a splintered floor
No one is keeping the score anymore
I tried to be quiet,
I tried to be sweet But the mold that you made only
tastes of defeat
Take the hint! This is it!
Oh, Get over it…!
I packed my bags… said Goodnight
.. now I’m waiting for the fake goodbyes…
Leaving it all
behind...
(yeah) Now I'm waiting...