Two weeks have passed since she last asked me for an 
answer and I'm sorry now 
but thinking back I thought that maybe I could please 
you but I can't so now 
I made your bed while you were in the shower 
I guess I think at a hundred miles an hour 
and any minute she'll be back to ask me if I got the 
answer now 

still she waits for me 
still she waits for me 

miss independent, you've got everything you need to 
make it on your own 
you say you're happy but I know that you're still 
waiting on the telephone 
we started out when everything was easy 
but you're still thinking about the way we could have 
been 
answer and I'm sorry now 

still she waits for me 
still she waits for me 
still she waits for me 
still she waits for me 

I'm putting pressure on my wounds 
to stop the bleeding but I'm passing out 
can't ask me back or make me better 
you're the devil and you bring me down 
don't want to tell you about the way I really feel 
but you're still pushing a heart thats only made of 
steel 
and any minute you'll be back to ask me if I got the 
answer now 

still she waits for me 
still she waits for me 
still she waits for me 
still she waits for me