كلمات Dripping

Dripping down the sink drain There is nothing of you left My head on your shoulder You look older but not grown yet And I'm waiting for the first sign that I see Why is everyone looking at me? I've been going backwards Does your neck hurt as much as mine? You were looking so slow Out the window you were mine And I know that I always make up my mind So why does it feel different this time? So when did everyone else lose their nerve? I'm sick of always missing what you heard So when did everyone else lose their nerve? I'm sick of always missing what you heard Packing up your suitcase There is nothing of you left