If I don't recover
Sell this house and find something lost outside your window
Not forever
On the night I die I swear I'll sleep outside your window
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to k** me
I thought it'd happen fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pa**
Emy, should I stop?
Do you think I'll make it to the morning if it's written?
Stitch it up
The kind of song I know 'cause mother, sister, lover worry
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to k** me
I thought it'd happen fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pa**
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to k** me
I thought it'd happen fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pa**
Feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to k** me
I thought it'd happen fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pa**