Until Death Tears Us Apart

I keep waiting the doorbell
Sitting around my living room at 3am
Maybe you'll come back home
Singing our old songs
Disregarding the late hour,
High volume and toxic state of mind

Will I ever get your call
Telling me you were just late one more time?
Because you spent too much time choosing your clothes
Or you couldn't find the keys for your car

Will you ever come through the back door
And steal the last slice of cake
Like so many times before?
I swear I won't be angry nor scream at ya
I swear...

I keep waiting to hear your voice
Telling me everything will be okay
Even if it's not true, just to tell me it will be okay...