Alex Kling - Victoria Tate Lyrics

It was the second time
I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel
It coming my way
It coming my way

Spark a fire
Boy, did we ever
The time it took to take this thing
From stupid match to enveloping me
I wait impatiently

Baby, this could be, what we're waiting for
Baby, meet me in the bar at half past four
I'll be in the punk rock shirt and shorts

Picture of you bleeding and a couple risque tattoos
You built momentum perfectly those days
I might be a little flat, or it might just be the energy contained
The day we planned to meet

Baby, this could be, what we're waiting for
Baby, I thought we planned to meet at half past four
The text says you can't make it anymore

I know you've never done this before
And I never believed that you'd show up
I guess I was planning to sit right here, with these four empty drinks
And Dave sitting over there

Baby, this could be, what we're waiting for
Baby, now it seems they're locking the front door
I don't think we're talking anymore
Back to all the apps in the app store
This is what we both were waiting for