| I'm no good at waiting on any kind of talk at all from you to me each day. | |
| And I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I never can quite seem to pull my weight. | |
| I don't want to rattle, and I've got no plans to let myself be tossed away. | |
| But this muscle, all this muscle could never lift a thing without you anyway.And you have me, you have me, you have me hungry. | |
| And when I keep, when I keep, when I keep listening.You wanna come and stay here and depending on the day, I want to let you in. | |
| But I'm lonely, I'm lonely, I'm scared I'll just regret and want you gone again.'Cause I'm not proud, I'm not proud, I'm not proud of me. | |
| So how could you, how could you, how could you ever be? | |
| Well I'm not proud, I'm not proud, I'm not proud of me. | |
| So how could you, how could you, how could you ever be?I'm going to work on waiting if it's true you want to say you love me every day. | |
| And I'm sorry that it took me so long to realize you've always felt that way. |