Waiting for the last time
For my friend to change my mind
Waiting for the last drop
Seems like a long long time
Maybe I should go back home
Iīll sit and wait right by the phone
Praying over the porcelain throne
On my dirty sticky floor
Ask me what I want
Easy thatīs just more
How long will I wait for you
Twice as long as I did before
Standing in the freezing snow
Maybe you left I just donīt know
Iīll soon be lying on my own
On some dirty sticky floor
I hope no one can see me
The tin man says Iīm doing fine
That lion ainīt gonna get me
See that gun right there itīs mine
Iīve painted a face where I burnt the floor
Now the face has become my devilīs door
Laying in the back room
On my dirty sticky floor
On my dirty sticky
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