Wait Up
It's four in the morning
We pass by your apartment
There's a candle in the window
It's happened again
I don't know where it ends
But it always leaves me hollow
The driver asks me which way to go
And I'm staring at my phone
In this taxi cab
So if you want me
Then I'm sorry
I'm coming home
So wait up for me
Cos I feel shameful
And so unholy
Unlock the door
And wait up for me
Wait up for me
I pull up on your street
Stinking of whisky
And wipe the lipstick from my collar
The more I cheat the more I lie
The more it eats me all up inside
And I wonder why I bother
I've still got your perfume on my coat
And I'm staring at my phone
In this taxi cab
So if you want me
Then I'm sorry
I'm coming home
So wait up for me
Cos I feel shameful
And so unholy
Unlock the door
And wait up for me
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
So if you want me
Then I'm sorry
I'm coming home
So wait up for me
Cos I feel shameful
And so unholy
Unlock the door
And wait up for me
Wait up for me