When they ask
I'll luxuriate the facts
I'll remember, only the worst things
I'll over and under dose on truth
I'll hold focus
I'll be waiting
I'll leave the light on for you
It's been a long time playing house
I've been all strung out
I've been praying my hands out for your love
Oh...
I've marched uncharted roads for love
I've battled sheep in lion's clothes
I've been restless I've been bent up
I've been just but never enough
I've slept in cold sheets, trynta to stay warm
I've made my bed in rows of thorns
I won't be the One, I won't be the One who walks with you barefoot in sand
When they ask, if they ask, I'll luxuriate the facts
I'll remember, every waking moment we spent, spilling out our lungs
I've wrung, I've wrung, I've wrung my hands out for love
But I've wrung out, I'm strung out, I'll be waiting
But I'll be without you
But I'll be without you
But I'll be without you boy
