If I don't recover
Sell this house and find something
lost outside your window
Not Forever
On the night I die
I swear I'll sleep outside your window
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to kill me
I thought it'd happen fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pass
Emy should I stop
Do you think I'll make it
to the morning if it's written
Stitch it up
The kind of song I know
cause mother sister lover worry