| You think you know me just because you know my name
|
| You think you see me 'cause you’ve seen every line on my face
|
| You want to want me just because I say that I want you
|
| But does it matter if anything I’m saying is the truth
|
| You need somebody, somebody to hold onto
|
| But this ain’t the movies, and we ain’t heroes
|
| Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
|
| The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don’t give a damn
|
| My boots just keep on walkin', but a heart don’t understand
|
| Why I’m staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
|
| I said that I want you, but when we woke up one of us was crying
|
| You rolled over and all you said was, Man, I think I’m dying
|
| Our song is over, this band of gold has been feeling like a noose
|
| You place your bets 'cause no one thinks they’ll lose
|
| Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
|
| The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don’t give a damn
|
| My boots just keep on walkin', but my heart don’t understand
|
| Why I’m staring at your window
|
| The light of love can blind you 'til you cover up your eyes
|
| And you try to find the reason not to say good bye
|
| It’s the curse of every sailor standing on dry land
|
| Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
|
| The night is fading like my old tattoo
|
| A heart and a dagger that says Forever
|
| Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
|
| The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don’t give a damn
|
| I’m getting tired of talkin', even I don’t understand
|
| Why I’m staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand |