I used to sit by the window, blowin' smoke into the air
I used to wait on your doorstep, it was nice to be out there.
I used to stare at my wardrobe, I hated everything I'd wear.
I used to be very boring, but then I found the spark somewhere.
Then I got close, you weren't so nice.
Berate myself a thousand times.
But I could wait for you my whole life...
I used to tell you a forecast, because I knew when it would rain.
I used to tell you my secrets, I felt that they were yours to claim.
Please let me close, please let me in.
I have to know just where you've been.
Please don't make me ask you once again...
Then she sees my drive and my ambitions,
Oh, my affections and intuitions...
Then she says "Hello, Love", lungs full of oxygen.
Unlike these empty men that you call 'more than friends'.
It's like a pesticide sprayed into my eyes,
Toxic thoughts of them with you, I can't even try and move...
But if I cry tonight, that would be all right.
It's gonna be all right, things would be all right...
Oh...