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...)