So are you with him tonight?
Is he kind, does he make you feel right?
If it's any consolation
I'd like to slit his throat

And forgive me if I repeat myself
But I'd like to know you miss us like I do

And I'd be the sweat in between your and his hands
Or the bruise on your toe you got from dancing with him
I'd give minutes for weeks just to hear you speak
And how 'bout days after days if you'd tell me you'd stay

So if you believe a word I speak
Know that I'm that breeze that kisses your cheek
And if you still like what you hear
Know that I'm the hand that tucks the hair behind your ear

And what are you doing next week?
How bout the one after that? You got some time for me?

And I'd be the sweat in between your and his hands
Or the bruise on your toe you got from dancing with him
I'd give minutes for weeks just to hear you speak
And how 'bout days after days if you'd tell me you'd stay

And we've been through too much for you to call it luck
Girl wherever you are know I'd live just to wake you up

Hear me out, how's the sound?
I'll find you
I'll find you

[Taylar Glasgow:]

And I'd be the sweat in between your and her hands
We live on hope, I hope you understand
I'd give minutes for weeks just to hear you speak
And how 'bout days after days if you let me stay

And we've been through too much for you to call it luck
Girl wherever you are know I'd live just to wake you up (wake me up)