I take it all back, all that I said. It comes out too fast. I just couldn't help the way that I felt. I started the fire. Watching you walk, I followed you there, standing too close. It’s hurting. And it feels like jealousy, it feels like I can’t breathe. Is it me that you want, cause it’s me you can have. Can you give me an answer?

Cause I’m tired of waiting.

I’m tired of thinking.