A Knife

Its taking my body Its taking my mind Capable of longing Though it is not kind

Waiting on your back door Like I always do Thinking if this goes on What’ll become of you?

No stranger to waiting But I can’t escape the feeling I put a knife in your hand Will you take it?

Will you take it? Will you take it?

A knife is like waiting Moving with the line It’s taking my body That sliver in time

Inhale through a memory Its like holding my breath That war i’ve been waging Its what I know best Its what I know best

I see it through you Their bodies draped in snow Been waiting for you To change the past we know

Oh but I Can’t go back in time No matter how hard i try

A knife is like waiting A knife is like waiting A knife is like waiting A knife is like waiting

Oh a knife is like A knife is like Waiting A knife is like waiting

Waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting