Outside Waiting
Whoaaa-hooaaa... Whoaaa-hooaaa
Whoaaa-hooaaa... Whoaaa-hooaaa
Well Phrases stick and words of stone
I am a pile of broken bones
Diamond eyes, hardened by the time
And things you left behind
And try not to cry I try to say
While I'm peerin' through the blinds
And wipe off your tears and I smile
With a rifle at my side
Baby they're outside waiting
I got caught
They're outside waiting
With guns drawn
They're outside waiting
Whoaaa-hoaaa... whoaaa-hoaaa
Yeah you tumble tumble weeds
Yeah you tumble tumbled me
Yeah a boy without a home
In a home i found a street
And every dollar that i made
Lose it all and start again
Everytime that i am made
I am found and pullin' stakes
Baby they're outside waiting
I got caught
They're outside waiting
With guns drawn
They're outside waiting
You take one step closer
Gun to my shoulder
You take one step more
Closer to the door
I can see death now
Dark as a storm cloud
I can see the rose
On top of my tombstone
Baby they're outside waiting
Baby they're outside waiting
Got caught
Yeah They're outside waiting
With guns drawn
Yeah they're outside waiting
I got caught
Yeah they're outside waitingggg
Think I better go out and face them...
Whoaaa-hooaaa... Whoaaa-hooaaa
Well Phrases stick and words of stone
I am a pile of broken bones
Diamond eyes, hardened by the time
And things you left behind
And try not to cry I try to say
While I'm peerin' through the blinds
And wipe off your tears and I smile
With a rifle at my side
Baby they're outside waiting
I got caught
They're outside waiting
With guns drawn
They're outside waiting
Whoaaa-hoaaa... whoaaa-hoaaa
Yeah you tumble tumble weeds
Yeah you tumble tumbled me
Yeah a boy without a home
In a home i found a street
And every dollar that i made
Lose it all and start again
Everytime that i am made
I am found and pullin' stakes
Baby they're outside waiting
I got caught
They're outside waiting
With guns drawn
They're outside waiting
You take one step closer
Gun to my shoulder
You take one step more
Closer to the door
I can see death now
Dark as a storm cloud
I can see the rose
On top of my tombstone
Baby they're outside waiting
Baby they're outside waiting
Got caught
Yeah They're outside waiting
With guns drawn
Yeah they're outside waiting
I got caught
Yeah they're outside waitingggg
Think I better go out and face them...
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Writer(s): Andrew Burrows
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