Writer(s): Ben Wysocki, Dave Welsh, Isaac Slade, Joe King

I found God on the corner of First and Amistad

Where the west was all but won

All alone

Smoking his last cigarette

I said where you been

He said ask anything

Where were you

When everything was falling apart

All my days

were spent by the telephone

That never rang

And all I needed was a call

That never came

To the corner of First and Amistad

Lost and insecure

You found me You found me

Lying on the floor

Surrounded surrounded

Why'd you have to wait

Where were you Where were you

Just a little late

You found me You found me

But in the end

Everyone ends up alone

Losing her

The only one who's ever known

Who I am Who I'm not and who I want to be

No way to know

How long she will be next to me

Lost and insecure

You found me You found me

Lying on the floor

Surrounded surrounded

Why'd you have to wait

Where were you

Where were you

Just a little late

You found me You found me.....

The early morning

The city breaks And I've been calling

For years and years and years and years

And you never left me no messages

You never sent me no letters

You got some kind of nerve

Taking all I want...

Lost and insecure

You found me You found me

Lying on the floor

Where were you

Where were you

Lost and insecure

You found me You found me

Lying on the floor

Surrounded surrounded

Why'd you have to wait

Where were you

Where were you

Just a little late

You found me

You found me.....

Why'd you have to wait

To find me to find me