I'm so sick of this city
Lost in the dried air
In the crowded rooms
And if you could just see me for who I am
You wouldn't try to cut me down so much
Or go on about it
The way you have
But I, I take the blame
Every single accusation that you make
Push you away, push it away
And in the middle of the night, I wait for you
Like a wildfire that burns till it's out
And I'm so sick of playing all these little games
And the matches you left to set it all aflame
In the middle of the night, I wait for you
Yes, I, yes, I do
And if you have noticed
Me and the silence
Of a crowded room
You wouldn't believe the thing I understand
You wouldn't try to cut me down so much
Or go on about it
The way you have
But I, I take the blame
Every single accusation that you make
Push you away, push it away
And in the middle of the night, I wait for you
Like a wildfire, burn it out
And I'm so sick of playing all these little games
And the matches you left to set it all aflame
In the middle of the night, I wait for you
Yes, I, yes, I do
Oh, I do
Oh, I do
Come back as I remember
And fly back and try it again
Come back as I remember
Come back as I remember
And fly back and try it again
Come back and try it again
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