If I don't recover Sell this house and find something lost outside your window Not forever On the night I die I swear I'll sleep outside your window I feel the knife going in I'm feeling anxious Not enough to k** me I thought it'd happen fast But I'm feeling it now And I feel anxious Sleeping inches from me I let it pa** Emy, should I stop? Do you think I'll make it to the morning if it's written? Stitch it up The kind of song I know 'cause mother, sister, lover worry I feel the knife going in I'm feeling anxious Not enough to k** me I thought it'd happen fast But I'm feeling it now And I feel anxious Sleeping inches from me I let it pa** I feel the knife going in I'm feeling anxious Not enough to k** me I thought it'd happen fast But I'm feeling it now And I feel anxious Sleeping inches from me I let it pa** Feel the knife going in I'm feeling anxious Not enough to k** me I thought it'd happen fast But I'm feeling it now And I feel anxious Sleeping inches from me I let it pa**