Crying Blanks

Would you wait out here Provide your limbs to be my shade Don’t make it known you Hear me chasing lines towards an affair Well would you wait out here? What you think when I’m Crying blanks, need repair What you think when I’m Crying blanks Would you wait out here? I’m tired where is all my sympathy I’ve tired to be who you want in me What does all of this make you to me We’re just nothing more than limbs who breathe Shallow You seem so into it Never opened up your world