by the window.
I asked you to come get me.
I cried, I begged, I bled.
The sun has come and gone. My skin clings to my bones in hope and agony.
Love is supposed to feel like this.
So I wait by the window.
I asked you to come get me.
I cried, I begged, I bled.
The sun has come and gone. My skin clings to my bones in hope and agony.
Love is supposed to feel like this.
So I wait by the window.