"It's magic", she says to me.
My hand to her waist as she approaches sweetly.
It's enough when I see that look in her eyes,
It's enough for me to paralyze.

Oh, I'm waiting for the breakdown.
Well nothing feels good being under the gun.
Oh, I'm waiting for the breakdown.

"It's tragic", she says to me.
A song in the air, we're together floating.
What I miss everyday since our goodbye,
was enough for me to realize.

Oh, I'm waiting for the breakdown.
Well nothing feels good being under the gun.
Oh, I'm waiting for the breakdown.
Is it ever going to come?

Oh, I'm waiting for the breakdown.
Well nothing feels good being under the gun.
Oh, I'm waiting for the breakdown.

So take care what you wish for, for it may come true.
But that September sky, how it whispered "I love you".
But I couldn't take it any longer, no I couldn't stand.

But the nights brought sparks and the sparks brought flames,
And you had to be sure this wasn't one of those games.
But I'm going to show you if you could just give me tonight.