I sit and wait for hours, my destiny abused.
Climb into your tower, all covered up in blue.
You might as well be asking me.
Would you be my, would you be my who*e?
Would you be my, would you be my who*e?
I contemplate the daybreak, its bottled up inside.
I'm waiting on the daybreak, with shadows in my mind.
You may as well be asking me.
Would you be my, would you who*e?
Just for the daytime, just for a while, and make me smile.
If I could make you smile