William Beckett - Waiting Up lyrics

Monday eyes, blue shirt is faded A perfect smile is overrated Who's got time for dress-up anyway? Five days till I can breathe again Suffocate, well worth the wait Right here, I'm all yours, my dear, tonight What can compare to this Dimly lit masquerade Shielding my hesitance Hold, the crowds now part And I see you again Bright eyes, how will this one end? Take care with a broken boy Is it worth it to you to try? Take care with a broken heart It's not what it is, it's not who you are You're tired sweetie, go to sleep I'll be hanging on your dream Your hear beat keeps time with mine I'm waiting up So I can watch you fall asleep to me