Everyday, nowadays It's getting strange in different ways You call me out from in a haze I should've stayed home
I wish you would've come down, talk to me I see you standing on that Balcony, oh I wish I did not just see that Thought I would've thought to think it through But I don't do that much when I look at you, oh I wish I did not just do that
The death of me at 903 The smell of wine and casualty I feel half deaf What are you saying? I'm just playing a show, you know
I wish you would've come down, talk to me I see you standing on that Balcony, oh I wish I did not just see that Thought I would've thought to think it through But I don't do that much when I look at you, oh I wish I did not just do that
I walked in through the door You don't live here anymore
Oh, I wish you would've come down, come down, come I wish you would've come down talk to me I wish you would've come down, come down, come I wish you would've come down talk to me Talk to me, talk to me, come talk to me Come talk to me, talk to me, I wish you would've come down talk to me I see you standing right there
Compositor: Sloan Christian Struble (Dayglow) ECAD: Obra #30991991