the sound of knocking's getting old
but I can't be bothered opening the door
the expression on your face
clearly shows I'm out of place
but then something came to me
the air outside is hard to breath
so would you slip the food under the door?
cause I"m staying here awhile more
and rest your head against the wall
and rest your head against the wall..
the way you sympathize with me
makes me more pathetic even I can see
and I've lost a way of showing love
can we retrace our steps?
and rest your head against the wall
and rest your head against the wall...