If I don't recover
Sell this house and find
Something lost outside your windowNot forever
But on the night I die
I swear I'll sleep outside your windowI feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious not enough to kill me
I thought it'd happen fastBut I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious sleeping inches from me
I let it passEmy 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 worryI feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious not enough to kill me
I thought it'd happen fastBut I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious sleeping inches from me
I let it passI feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious not enough to kill me
I thought it'd happen fastBut I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious sleeping inches from me
I let it passFeel the knife going in
I'm feeling like she's not enough to kill me
I thought it'd happen fastBut I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious sleeping inches from me
I let it pass