If I don't recover
Sell this house and find
Something lost outside your window
Not forever
On the night I die
I swear I'll sleep outside your window
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to kill me
I thought it'd happen fast
But I'm feeling it now and I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pass
Emy should I stop?
Do you think I'll make it to the morning
If it's written?
Stitch it up
The kind of song I know
Causes mother, sister, lover worry
Tomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.comI feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to kill me
I thought it'd happen fast
But I'm feeling it now and I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pass