Wait for me to come home We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing And time's forever frozen still So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet And if you hurt me Inside these

I can remember The day that you told me I won't be there, I'm not that strong Holding these memories I feel unfolding This is the last time Now I'm gone Just one last time and I'm gone I'll return to the scene of the crime