Hurts - Wait Up

It's four in the morning We pass by your apartment There's a candle in the window Is happened again I don't know where it ends But it always leaves me hollow The driver asks me which way to go And I'm staring at my phone in this taxi cab So if you want me then I'm sorry I'm coming home so wait up for me 'Cause I feel shameful and so unholy Unlock the door and wait up for me Wait up for me I pull up on your street stinking of whisky And wipe the lipstick from collar The more I cheat the more I lie the more it eats me all up inside And I wonder why I bother I've still got your perfume on my coat And I'm staring at my phone in this taxi cab So if want me then I'm sorry I'm coming home so wait up for me 'Cause I feel shameful and so unholy Unlock the door and wait up for me Wait up for me Wait up for me baby Wait up for me Cos I'm coming home I'm coming home If you want me then I'm sorry I'm coming home so wait up for me Cos I feel shameful and so unholy Unlock the door and wait up for me Wait up for me