Loss is a hole, in the valley, that my car, drives right through in the rain
A year to the day, I could’ve got married
I’m on the 210, my tears are breaking up again, and I can’t figure out the words to say

I was sitting on your doorstep, maybe you could find me, I’m hoping that you find me
And I’ve never been so jaded, yeah I’ve never felt malaise at the thought of life
I was sitting on your doorstep, maybe you could find me, I’m hoping that you find me
Well I guess I’ll wait this out

Fear is a hole in your heart, and my words, they couldn’t stick right from the start
Cause I’m just trying to keep up and keep myself from slipping, yeah things get kind of heavy sometimes
I’m living inside of my head, my tears are breaking up again, and I can’t figure out the words to say

I was sitting on your doorstep, maybe you could find me, I’m hoping that you find me
And I’ve never been so jaded, yeah I’ve never felt malaise at the thought of life
I was sitting on your doorstep, maybe you could find me, I’m hoping that you find me
Well I guess I’ll wait this out

I was sitting on your doorstep, maybe you could find me, I’m hoping that you find me
And I’ve never been so jaded, yeah I’ve never felt malaise at the thought of life
I was sitting on your doorstep, maybe you could find me, I’m hoping that you find me
Well I guess I’ll wait this out