Oh no, you know my back better than my face
Maybe you should leave without a trace
Been hearing no knocking at your door
Been staring a lot at the floor
I'm all you said I'd never do
And you're still a dream, untrue
An empty fantasy, greeting me
When night swallows day
And I drift away
I still wait at the window
When I'm alone
To the bone
I still wait at the window
When I'm alone
To the Bone
Waiting for 'hellos'
Waiting for 'hellos'
At least a final cry
At least a final 'bye'
At least a final cry
Just give me one 'goodbye'
I'm still trying to rid
Of the skin you left me in
You can leave the bed
But you can't leave my head
Oh no, I know your back better than your face
Maybe I should leave without a trace
Been hearing no knocking at my door
Been staring a lot at the floor