Prep

Lately there's been way too much sleeping without you
I can't keep my hands to myself when I'm around you
Is it weird if I worry every single night, only worried if that question will start a fight?
I hate to admit that I'm new at this; tied down and I'm drowning in this fucked distance
Your smile holds my fate in between
Your words can tear me at the seams
I know that you've got places to be but I think I'll fall to shit unless you pick up the phone and call me
Will you wait up for me?