| I wait, for you, in dusky avenues | |
| My skin, soaked through, the tree you knelt me to, | |
| You wanted my heart, for its little work, | |
| I was half your age, and I thought we were in love, | |
| Then I found your car, it was already burnt, | |
| Your eyes from a stained glass window, | |
| But you had my soul, | |
| Standing in the cold, | |
| Trying to get back home, | |
| Frozen to the bone, | |
| I wanted to know, | |
| I wanted to know, | |
| We ride, all night, make out in motel lights, | |
| Your touch, and your kiss, powered even through our fears, | |
| You wanted my heart, for its little work, | |
| I was half your age, and I thought we were in love, | |
| Then I found your car, it was already burnt. | |
| Your eyes from a stained glass window, | |
| But you had my soul, | |
| Standing in the cold, | |
| Trying to get back home, | |
| Frozen to the bone, | |
| I wanted to know, | |
| I wanted to know, | |
| I wait, for you, in dusky avenues, | |
| My skin, soaked through, the tree you knelt me to, | |
| You wanted my heart, for its little work, | |
| I was half your age, and I thought we were in love, | |
| Then I found your car, it was already burnt, | |
| It was covered in rust, someone got their first, | |
| I was running away, | |
| Because I thought we were in love, | |
| Then I saw your eyes, but they said it in awe, | |
| Standing in the cold, | |
| Trying to get back home, | |
| Frozen to the bone, | |
| I wanted to know, | |
| Why I'm screaming in the dark, | |
| My boyfriend won't call, | |
| Standing in the cold, | |
| I wanted to know, | |
| I wanted to know. |