I got left on the line
But i love the sound of your waiting room music
You wish i would've memorized your last goodbye
But i do everytime
I can't help it cause i love it
And i love the way you lie
Now you lie
On the bed i once made for you
So i'll help myself
To all the things you couldn't reach in the matter of time
Pick up the phone do you mind
I'll wait for you
Till you're finished doing what you do
I'll deny it just for you
Cause i love to hear you
On your birthdays or a sunday
On your worst days, so a monday
I'll deny it till it's true
I'll deny it till it's you
I'll deny it till it's true
I'll deny it till it's you
I'll deny it till it's true
I'll deny it till it's you
