The Suffering

Is there word or right to sing Even in this old fashion way Go make your move girl, I'm not coming home Would things have changed if I could have stayed Would you have loved me either way Dressed to the blues day to day with my collar up Decisions sit, so make it quick, a breath inhaled from an air so sick I curse the day that I heard of the web you spun Hey, hey If it was up to me, I would have figured you out before the gear dropped down Oh I hope you're waiting Oh I hope you're waiting Listen well will you marry me, (not now boy) and are you well in the suffering (you've been)? You've been the most gracious of hosts you may be invited girl but your not coming in Listen well will you marry me, (not now boy) and are you well in the suffering (you've been)? You've been the most gracious of hosts I may be invited girl but I'm not coming in If it was up to me, I would have never walked out So until the sun burns out, oh I hope you're waiting And we have lived as a child would care And with this vial to drink I dare Only, (oh where have you been, oh where have you been, oh where have you been if it hurts you'll be forgiven) I cry all all alone with your taste on tongue Should we try things again with hope Hope isn't lost, give up the ghost Or should I die all alone as I knew I would Then burn in hell gods sinner