Why you sitting over there?

I know that things are broken,
And though there’s too many words left unsaid.

come on come don’t leave me like this.

I want you to know it’s a little fucked up
That I’m stuck here waiting, no longer debating
Tired of sitting and hating and making these excuses
For why you’re not around, and feeling so useless,
It seems one thing has been true all along
You don’t really know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone
I guess I’ve had it with you and your melodrama
When you come back I won’t be here and you can sing it…

You can call me if you find that you have something to say.

And you’re
Standing in the front row,
Wanna be first in line,
Sitting by my window,
Giving me all your time..