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

And now, the car bomb Yo, Re-Re, come on man, let's get the fuck up out of here, man I'm comin' baby, all right speedy I'm coming, damn! Took a motherfuckin' hour to get dressed I told you I was gonna be here over this motherfucker I wanna be in and out.

Mama love you Lil Wayne, Mama proud of you You done came so far, I can't wait for your album to come out A lot of people ask me when it's coming out They can't wait for your album to come out I'm just proud of you You's my rock You's always been my rock

Have I been holding on too strong? Is it our heavy handed love Keeping us from moving on? I'm not ready to go tonight Maybe I'm coming off all wrong It's only getting harder Talking to you without falling down And this house keeps getting darker We used

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

I'll make you run faster, faster, faster, flashlight Flashlight, get outta my way, get outta my way 'cause I can't lose Flashlight, get outta my way, get outta my way I'm coming through I'll make you run oh, I'll make you run, oh And you think I'm still

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

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

Can you hear the bell? How could I turn around? Face the sound of the bell that shines? Ring it out, trim it out To drag me back down But I'm not coming home Till I stop pretending I tried hard to be brave I tried hard not to be afraid

Show me that phone in your pocket I'll show you mine Show me that phone in your pocket girl Show me yours, I'll show you mine No love, no love, no no 'Cause I got all the things I wanna say But nothing's coming out And all the times I came to you I never