Kirsten - Waive

Bugs are falling of the ceiling
So relaxing to watch and feel them
It’s your eyes against mine
And your face won’t touch mine
I ran out once more to get you to want me
But it didn’t work out that way exactly
It’s your right to know, but you oughtta know
Why won’t you waive
I’m sweating out my last confession
No need to be my own assassin
I rise out above and the lights won’t turn off now.
All eyes are set and watching me
To write me of, to set me free
I don’t care what else you think or say
‘Cause it’s my way, my way, my way
My way
Why won’t you waive
Why won’t you waive

This drunken tune is all I’m leaving
The rest is what I’m taking with me
Just so you know, just I know
All eyes are set and watching me
To write me of, to set me free
I don’t care what else you think or say
‘Cause it’s my way, my way, my way
My way, it’s my way
Why won’t you waive
Why won’t you waive