Wait Up
It's four in the mornin'We pass by your apartmentAnd there's a candle in the window
It's happened againAnd I don't know where it ends, butIt always leaves me hollow
The driver asks me which way to goAnd I'm starin' at my phoneIn this taxi cab
So if you're worriedThen I'm sorryI'm coming home, so wait up for me'Cause I feel shamefulOh, so unholyUnlock the door and wait up for meWait up for me
I pull up on your streetStinking of whiskeyWipe the lipstick from my collar
The more I cheat, the more I loveThe more it eats me all up insideAnd I wonder why I bother
Still got your perfume on my coatAnd I'm starin' at my phoneIn this taxi cab
If you're worriedThen I'm sorryI'm coming home, so wait up for meAnd I feel shamefulOh, so unholyUnlock the door and wait up for meWait up for me
Wait up for me, babyWait up for me, darling'Cause I'm coming homeI'm coming home
If you're worriedThen I'm sorryI'm coming home, so wait up for me(open up your heart and wait)I feel shameful (shameful)So unholy, yeahUnlock the door and wait up for me(wait up, wait up, wait up, wait up)Wait up for me
(wait, wait, wait...)