i have a friend who sits at the corner lost
selling real city girls when they cross the globe
i told him he should quit that sketchy scene
he said nothing compares to the fever dream
it's what i do
i'll wait for you
i know our girl will stay still on a sunday night
because her boy hits hard in the morning light
he told her everything fingers
when you reach that through
you told her nothing exists past the window sill
it's nothing new
i'll wait for you
i'll wait for you
you you
i wanna tell my baby to pretend
that every word i say is what i really meant
and when i get my head back on alright
then we can be together for another night
and we can have those dreams like no one else
it's just one more reason to control myself
it's just one more reason to control yourself
it's just one more reason to control myself
it's what i do
i'll wait for you
i'll wait for you
i'll wait for you
i'll wait for you
i'll wait for you
