Well I'd like to think I'm the mess you'd wear with pride.
Like some empty dress on the bed you've layed out for tonight.
Maybe I'll tell you sometime.

Time, sometime.

And you were right.

Right.

You were right

Outside by your doorstep
In a worn out suit and tie
I'll wait
For you [bad word] down
Where you'll find me
Where we'll shine

Outside by your doorstep
In a worn out suit and tie
I'll wait
For you [bad word] down
Where you'll find me
Where we'll shine

Outside by your doorstep
In a worn out suit and tie
I'll wait
For you [bad word] down
Where you'll find me
Where we'll shine

Oh