5:03

You probably think of me boring, now, well.
You wouldn't be far from the truth.
Since I spend my time, staring blankly at the wall,
Wishing it were you.

(backing vocals: We had guns, we had friends, we had everything between.)
Nevermind the doctor babe cuz, they'll never be you, and
They could never undo how you're changing tune.

A street sign, bent out of shape, defeating American indie rock,
And now it's 5:00, 5:03, in Chicago where you wait.

I didn't name her, no.
She just showed up that way.
Like that like little scar on yr thumb, you made,
From when you let it bleed all day.

(backing vocals: We had guns, we had friends, we had everything between.)
Well I've got time, that's no problem,
I'll just wait around in sound.
Always thought, that you'd wait,
Honey don't now hesitate,
What a waste-
Hurry up and then waste some time yr out of date, and
How come every time I come by yr not awake?

And I'm torn, ripped too fast,
Cuz now darling I'm in halves.
When you beg, beg and cry, darling I'm not too surprised.
Ask, ask for more, cuz now darling I'm so bored.
Wait, wait all day.

How come every time I come by yr waitin'?
Why's it take so long for you to read what I've said?

And yr sure, it's not bad, that you never look at yr hands,
And you've gone, left a mark, where yr trying way too hard,
How come, wait,
How come every time I run away,
You never run after me.?



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Cramer
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