Rain came pouring down when I was drowning That's when I could finally breathe And by morning, gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean The drought was the very worst, ah ah When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst It was

Mais, tu verras, tu reviendras Tu reviendras, tu reviendras Je n'décroche plus le téléphone Pour un rien, j'en fais des tonnes Ça va finir par t'rendre folle À mon tour de faire des manières J'laisse mes affaires traîner par terre Une bonne raison d'me

Waiting, waiting, waiting Whiskey in my hand Staring out the window For one more second chance Hoping headlights Come pouring round the bend Saying baby wait Up I'm coming home I'm still all alone

They were the best of times, they were the best of times Dead and gone so long, seventeen's so gone So pour out some liquor, make it an old-fashioned Remember your youth, in all that you do The plank and the passion It's the false side of hope where

And I wake up alone He's fierce in my dreams, seizing my guts He floats me with dread Soaked in soul He swims in my eyes by the bed Pour myself over him Moon spilling in It's okay in the day I'm staying busy

Waiting, waiting, waiting Whiskey in my hand Staring out the window For one more second chance Hoping headlights Come pouring round the bend Saying baby wait Up I'm coming home I'm still all alone

Sometimes we only live for the here and now. Sometimes we're lonely. Sometimes we feel we need a place to be grounded, Or fly away again. I will fly away again. I feel rain pouring down. I wait to rot away, live again, here forever, the spiral never

Waiting, waiting, waiting Whiskey in my hand Staring out the window For one more second chance Hoping headlights Come pouring round the bend Saying baby wait Up I'm coming home I'm still all alone

Light a roman candle with me. Just a roman candle. Just a perfect apple. Oh I know, it goes on, it gets old Light a roman candle with me Just a roman candle, you can wear your sandals And I'll pour you just one cup of tea. Then you can go and rest You

Suicide been on my mind Pour my heart on the concrete every fucking time Hold up, po' me up, yes Double the cup just to cut the stress in half Guess who the fuck left After all is said and done, regret the past Best move along, got a long way to go, ayy