i miss listening to the guitar's strumming~
Let me feel one more time what it feels like to feel alive
And break these calluses off of me, one more time
'Cause I am hanging on every word you say and
Even if you don't want to speak tonight that's alright, alright with me
'Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside your door
And listen to you breathing, is where I want to be, yeah
I don't want a thing from you
Bet you're tired of me waiting for the scraps
To fall off your table to the ground
'Cause I just want to be here now
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