Well you're just across the street
Looks a mile to my feet
I want to go to you
Funny how I'm nervous still
I've always been the easy kill
I guess I always will
Could it be that everything goes around by chance?
Or only one way that it was always meant to be?
You kill me, you always know the perfect thing to say
Hey hey, hey hey
I know what I should do but I just can't walk away
I can picture your face well
From the bar in my hotel
I wish I could meet you
I'll pick up put down the phone
Like your favorite Heath Mizer song goes
It's just like being alone
Oh God, please don't tell me this has been in vain
I need answers for what all the waiting I've done these
You kill me
You've got some nerve