I trace the lines that run down your face
Pouring you in, into disgrace
I'll sit back as you leave like this,
I get pulled into things I miss

I am here trying to explain,
It's been so long I can't complain
About the things you said you'd hate,
I don't prefer it, but I can't wait

No rest for the weary,
No sleep for the tired and distressed
I guess, there's too much to doubt
And there's too much to hate,
There's so much, I can't wait

And I'll wait, I'm still in love like this
And I guess, it's impossible to miss
Like the back of my neck
I'm feelin the strain
of living without,
inside of hate

Will you wait for me?
Or will you call my name?
Will you wait for me?