Waiting By The Window

Feels like life’s on hold when you’re not home, would you come home?

It’s been months I thought you’d wanna see the inch I’ve grown.

My best friend just said that you were never coming back.

Grandma sat me down and told me all the ways you’re bad.

Even if it’s all true I can’t help but miss you.

I’ve been waiting by the window praying you’d come by.

Made a promise then he me that you always lie.

Stayed excited till the sun slipped down behind the trees.

It’s not my war but I’m his weapon and your casualty.

Now all I eat is junk,

cause he can’t ever tell me no.

Works himself to death

to try and win you back with gold.

The Christmas tree he bought

is bigger I’ve ever seen.

Said if your not there, it’s only cause you hated me.

Even if that is is true,

I almost always miss you.

I was waiting by the window praying you’d come by.

Made a promise then he told me that you always lie.

Stayed excited till the sun slipped down behind the trees.

It’s not my war but I’m his weapon and your casualty.

It’s not my war

It’s not my war

It’s not my war

It’s not mine

I’m just the weapon and the casualty

Left at eighteen abandoning

the trenches I was pinned between.

That no man’s land of cratered dreams

and bleeding hope was killing me

I headed out west escaped the mess

I changed my name and did my best

To fill that hole inside my chest

you cut in me the day you left.

Don’t you hate that it’s true

that I don’t ever miss you?

Now your waiting by the window

praying I’d come by.

Empty rooms and empty hallways

echo empty life.

Doesn't matter that you’re sorry

or if you missed me.

Did you think you’d win a war that

wouldn't cost a thing?

It’s not my war

It’s not my war

It’s not my war

It’s not mine

I was the weapon and the casualty.