When you started packing I knew
You and I were headed south
And since we're no longer talking
I've been rotting away from inside out
And now these cold walls surround me
And I can't open up my mouth
I'll be right where you left me
But it's about time
(That we got back to the simple)
It's about time
(Times)
We had it once, we could have it again
I let you inside where the heat settles in
But you don't know
I couldn't possibly think so
But you, you sometimes come to my door
I wait--I'm always hoping for more
Inaudible distress call to you--
I can't get through
When you started packing I knew
You and I were headed south
And since we're no longer talking
I've been rotting away from inside out
And now these cold walls surround me
I still can't open up my mouth
I'll be right where you left me...standing