So if I drive right back to where you are
Would I get there to find you waiting long
Would we remember it at all
The more I chase the more it follows me
The city lights they seem to get it on as they lead me on

I must be much closer to where you are
You might find me nervous, you might find it
So mind your manners
Mind your manners

I bite my lip and tremble too
It’s time the wait deserves a mercy kill
and I hoped you’d feel it
I brush your hair to find your eyes
It’s time I see yourself the way you are and I hoped you see it all

We can’t be much closer than where we are
You might find me nervous, you might find it
So mind your manners
Mind your manners