Вершы: Ivy. Baker.

He sits in the car
Walks in the park
Waits in his room
As the city gets dark
He can't understand
Why he's falling apart
It's never too late
It's only too hard

He locks all the doors
Pulls down the shades
He's not the same
Since he went away
He can't figure out
What to do with his days
He's wasted his time
Now he's wasting away

He's wasting away
He's wasting away
He's wasting away