What cold force could make walls of our skins? My old course could take some falling in Our bodies will form into air the way they should And I should find a way to spare you from this hurt I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting out I'm still staking, staking, staking, staking out I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting out I'm still staking, staking, staking, staking out Wading out through the crowd, as they're smoking me out As they're working me out, as they're turning me around Losing myself out in these nights If it's them and me, baby, then i wanna fight Take it off the mic, stop these lies Don't televise these open minds I can't fight with all my might Watching everything obscure with white I found out that these lies have an*logue wash with other time From other lives, with other guys With others who say that I have every right To take up with him against his will Take up with a word that still conjures my arms around this boy forces my harm on this boy I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting out I'm still staking, staking, staking, staking out I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting out I'm still staking, staking, staking, staking out Am I gonna be enough? Could I ever be enough? Am I gonna be enough? Why am I holding out? Am I gonna be enough? Could I ever be enough?