Car Park

I'm not waiting for you to arrive Feels like most of the time we are dying So, I stare directly into the sun It burns for a while But nothing's worth more than our love Call me what you want But pick the right time 'Cause I might get too rough Touch me to make it work You level my head, you're a natural Words only make it worse I want you to cry at my funeral This feels right, but are we fighting the same side? Maybe if we were friends it'd be fine In no life I'd want that, so, no, I'm just lying But I think I'm just tired of being in the dark I swear I'm not like this, but it always gets worse in the car park Call me what you want But pick the right time 'Cause I might get too rough Touch me to make it work You level my head, you're a natural Words only make it worse I want you to cry at my funeral This feels right, but are we fighting the same side? Call it what you want Is it better if I fake it Or tell you I feel nothing? Touch me to make it work You level my head, you're a natural Words only make it worse I want you to cry at my funeral This feels right, but are we fighting the same side? I keep on thinking it'd be nice To want, to want you all the time