Come on, and say that you don't really care.
I lost you on Tuesday, but it's Wednesday, now.
You don't understand what it feels like,
When I'm letting go of all this that has come between us.
New York wanted "more than what I could offer."
You set the alarm as I was leaving.
But can I come back in?
Too many glasses of wine couldn't even help me see.
Now, I'm crawling on my knees at your feet.
Change your mind.
The clock will give you much more time to come onto me.
And it's raining, but my outside's dry.
All of this wanted more than what I could offer.
You set the alarm as I was leaving.
But can I come back in?
And these pews are empty, but the Altar's set.
And everything's working, but I can't move.
And to say that I wanted to stay here much longer,
Can I say that? That I don't want to leave?
New York wanted "more than what I could offer."
You set the alarm as I was leaving.
But can I come back?
And it's raining, but my outside's dry.