I miss you, and it's becoming more
I miss you and it's getting worse
It's dark and pouring out of course
Of course, I think of you
When it rains at night, you're on my mind
The truth is in the yellow light
And for one of us, it's late enough
To call it what it looks like
Are you waiting?
'Cause it feels like I'm waiting
Wish I could remember why we'd said
We'd ever want the world to end
'Cause there must've been a reason then
That I cannot see now
Annika, can you not see
The way that this is killing me?
Didn't you say you still believe?
So what does that mean now?
So this is what it looks like
The sorrow keeps me up at night
The thought of raindrops falling
In the garden of your mind
The thought that I would never see
The way the rain falls on your sleep
Those times you were right next to me
Are calling to me now
I'm paralyzed between regrets
Between your eyes and all the rest
And how can you ask me to accept
The calling of the end?
Oh, so maybe then I made it up
Didn't we say it's not enough?
And don't I wish it never was
'Cause how can I get out?
But I'm the one who isn't smart
The one who walks in front of cars
The one who swears upon their heart
To follow this thing down
