Lifehouse.
'Cause I am hanging on every word you say
And even if you don't want to speak tonight
That's alright, alright with me
'Cause I want nothing more than to sit
Outside your door and listen to you breathing
Is where I want to be, yeah...
I don't want a thing from you
Bet you're tired of me, waiting
For the scraps to fall
Off of your table to the ground
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