So be it, I'm your crowbar
Baby
I can't help you out, while she's still around
So for the time being, I'm being patient
And amidst this bitterness
If you'll just consider this
Even if it don't make sense
All the time
Give it time
And when the crowd becomes your burden
And you've early closed your curtain
I'll wait by the backstage door
While you try to find the lines to speak your mind
And pry it open, hoping for an encore
And if it gets too late
For me to wait
For you to find you love me, and tell me so
It's okay, don't need to say it.