Two weeks have passed since she last asked me for an answer and 
I'm sorry now 
But thinking back I thought that maybe I could please you but I 
can't so now 
I made your bed while you were in the shower 
I guess I think at a hundred miles an hour 
And any minute she'll be back to ask me if I got the answer now 

Still she waits for me 
Still she waits for me 

Miss independent, you've got everything you need to make it on your own 
You say you're happy but I know that you're still waiting on the 
telephone 
We started out when everything was easy 
But you're still thinking about the way we could have been 
Two weeks have passed since she last asked me for an answer and 
I'm sorry now 

Still she waits for me 
Still she waits for me 
Still she waits for me 
Still she waits for me 

I'm putting pressure on my wounds 
To stop the bleeding but I'm passing out 
Can't ask me back or make me better 
You're the devil and you bring me down 
Don't want to tell you about the way I really feel 
But you're still pushing a heart thats only made of steel 
And any minute you'll be back to ask me if I got the answer now 

Still she waits for me 
Still she waits for me 
Still she waits for me 
Still she waits for me