I trace the lines that run down your face   Pouring you in, into disgrace   I'll sit back as you leave like this   I get pulled into things I miss      No rest for the weary   No sleep for the tired and the distressed   I guess, there's too much doubt   And there's too much hate   There's so much, I can't wait      And I'll wait, I'm still in love like this   And I guess, it's impossible to miss   Like the back of my neck, I'm feelin' the strain   Of living without, inside of hate      I am here trying to explain   It's been so long I can't complain   About the things you said you'd hate   I don't prefer it, I can't wait      No rest for the weary   No sleep for the tired and the distressed   I guess, there's too much doubt   And there's too much hate   There's so much, I can't wait      And I'll wait, I'm still in love like this   And I guess, it's impossible to miss   Like the back of my neck, I'm feelin' the strain   Of living without, inside of hate      No rest for the weary   No sleep for the tired and the distressed   I guess, there's too much doubt   And there's nothing to hear   There's nothing 'bout your faith      Will you wait for me?   Or will you call my name?      Like the back of my neck, I'm feelin' the strain   Of living without, inside of hate      Will you wait for me?   Or will you call my name?   Will you wait for me?