Lyric

God, I need some medication to keep me high

How many days have passed since you’ve gone away?

I couldn’t see the indication of a dying light

Nothing I can do till I find you again

But I hope you know that

I’ve kept my back door unlocked

In case you are coming back home

You’ll find everything the same

But I won’t do you wrong again so

I’ll paint all over what’s unsure

If we can talk just one more time

I’ll mend everything I bent

If you get back to this cube

In spite of all the pain I’ve got

You’re all I’ve been thinking about

Cuz it’s your love I can’t live without

Oh god, I need some medication to keep me high

I’m hanging on, you are moving on

That’s how it goes

But still I hope you know

I’ve kept my back door unlocked

In case you are coming back home

You’ll find everything the same

But I won’t do you wrong again so

I’ll paint all over what’s unsure

If we can talk just one more time

I’ll mend everything I bent

If you get back to this cube

I’ve kept my back door unlocked

In case you are coming back home

You’ll find everything the same

But I won’t do you wrong again so

I’ll paint all over what’s unsure

If we can talk just one more time

I’ll mend everything I bent

If you get back to this cube