Waitin for your call
When I gone too far
Wait on me suffering
Wait on me suffering
If boring abide saying goodbye
North in my sight
North in my sight

Wavin goodbye with soring eyes
Is it a lie to say you
Didn’t love me
Now I’m afraid to
Reach out and touch anymore

Wally ain’t got pay phones, cell’s dead so I borrow for a moment
Get so struck behind the wheel
Peering down the lines and forgettin where I’m at

Sleepin up in and the trailer’s on Fire
Do I die before my skin curls?
I think about it all the night long
Think sober ones about nights long
Empty bed I stare down at
Afraid to lay down

I wait at the edge of thе forest
For ghosts of slender givin
Bring mе a plate and a bottle
I say no longer but the spectre
Asks me to give in
I reach out to touch him
Fingers move past the chest
Waving through with concernt soothe
Afraid to not touch
Afraid that I don’t feel
Why don’t I feel?
Why don’t I feel?
Why don’t I feel?
Why don’t I feel?
Why don’t I feel?
Why don’t I feel?