*coheed mode

Is there a word or right to say Even in this old fashioned way Go make your move, girl I'm not coming home

Would things have changed if I could've stayed Would you have loved me either way Dressed to the blues. Day to day with my collar up.

Decision sits so make it quick A breath inhaled from an air so sick I cursed the day I had learned

Of the web you spun... You had your hold till bleeding

(Hey, Hey!) If it was up to me I would've figured you out Way before the year clocked out Oh, I hope you're waiting

Listen well will you marry me (Not now, Boy) And are you well in the Suffering (You've been)

The most gracious of hosts You may be invited, girl, but you're not coming in

(Hey, Hey!) If it was up to me I would have never walked out So until the sun burns out Oh, i hope you're waiting