Cooking Class - Blindspot Lyrics

Ice on my window
Giving me the utmost
Nostalgia like a bitch though
Tightening in my throat
Hit me in my blindspot
A joke, a parody, a mascot
You were just in earshot
Nostalgia like a blood clot

I've been waiting on
You live like you're all alone
What's next?
Should I give it up?
But why do people say, walk away

I've been waiting on
You live like you're all alone
What's next?
Should I give it up?
But why do people say, walk away

My hands are old enough
Your body's on the run
Thinking about the days when we was out and making love
My sense of self is fading
Resentment makes you hate me
I'm standing here, patiently, patiently waiting
I don't know what comes next
Have I met the end?
I'm not in control you know I sink into the bed
But you don't want me here
You made it crystal clear
I guess it's time for me to pack up and disappear

I've been waiting on
You live like you're all alone
What's next?
Should I give it up?
But why do people say, walk away

I've been waiting on
You live like you're all alone
What's next?
Should I give it up?
But why do people say, walk away

I've been waiting on
You live like you're all alone
What's next?
Should I give it up?
But why do people say, walk away

I've been waiting on
You live like you're all alone
What's next?
Should I give it up?
But why do people say, walk away